i feel like i’m not even alive for myself at this point, i’m only alive for other people. it makes me want to isolate myself so i can just leave peacefully without being afraid of other people thinking of me with guilt. but every time i try to isolate myself, i keep bringing myself back because i don’t want to worry them or anything, or it’s the same people saying they love me, even if it feels like to me like i’m useless to them, or that we’ll never understand each other. i wish it was easier, i don’t wanna be here, and i’m sure that if i was never here, everything would be so much better.
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