Anonymous
I hate everyone. Truly. The only escape from the cage that is my mind is to fuck a middle aged man or to simply die. Neither options are all that socially acceptable. Nevertheless, maybe things will get better? I can only hope. It's been five years. Everywhere I turn, it's the same topic and subject that makes my body freeze, my mind a mess, hands tremble, and makes me want to be consumed by the very foundations of earth itself. It's on the news, on social media, and somehow even gets brought up when simply around family. It's as though God hast forsaken me. This. This is what makes my mind feel atrapped. It's so amazingly overwhelming that seriously, death is a considerable option. Oh may the lord have mercy. —though I'm not actually religious despite the mentions of celestial beings.