Lying in a bed in pain with tears in her eyes because she’s tired. Tired of everything. She rather spend her days and nights alone than deal with another human being. Just when she speaks of a change, life hits her with a blow she wasn’t prepared for. How could she be so stupid? So naive? So careless? How many times will she continue to do for others when her life hangs on by a thread? No one truly cares about her and it shows because she has no one to talk to about the mental war going on in her head. She just wants to disappear but that seems so easy. It’s been a while since she’s cried, and for a cry-baby that’s hard to imagine. So focused on keeping her feelings hidden it seemed like she lost the emotion of sadness. Nah, it just took one big moment in her life to crush her whole barrier of strength down and have her crumble…. Fuck everything. You thought she was done, she said she was done but never truly stopped what she was doing. This time: she’s done.
[Bee signed out]