I know I’m not strong enough to make it through the day tomorrow. I could barley make it today. I just wanna hold your hand and call you mine. I want to forget the world. I want to stop feeling afraid, stressed, and constantly worried just to feel; to feel with you. Because you’re the only good thing that’s come out of this mess. You’ve made fighting this slightly easier but I’m still afraid. Afraid of what’s to come. Afraid of how I feel towards you. Afraid of it all.
I know I can’t do this alone. Everything is all too broken. I’m just struggling on how to ask for help because there is no help. I’m afraid there is no hope.
So, I’m sorry for blocking you and everyone else out. I don’t want to push anyone I care about away because I know I tend to do that. I just don’t know what to do anymore. I’m incapable of being strong. I’m simply putting up an act. I’m a character.