One of the worst feelings in this world is mourning the loss of someone who isn’t dead, just not there anymore. When you have to go through the grief over someone who is still alive, they just don’t want you.
I just have to hope theres something after this, that theres something better than everything leading up to this point because theres no way that this pain and this heartache is all there is
I hate that I’m always so alone, especially on nights like this where my depression gets the best of me and suddenly I realize how alone I am. I dont have anyone to turn to when this happens, I don’t have people who are actually there for me. No one ever knows what to do and I just feel like even more of a burden. I feel like a burden all the time and I dont know how to reach out to people when I feel like the world is coming down around me and it feels like the only thing that will make it stop is just to stop existing. I dont want to feel alone. I just want to be able to connect to other people without feeling like theres something wrong with me, like I’m broken.
My mental health has never been worse and I’m crying alone at 2am bc I don’t have people there for me and I don’t know how to change that.
After finally seeing a glimpse of Winston’s whole life I’ve come to the conclusion that every single person who had a part in Winston’s life utterly failed the vibe check.
