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I don't remember the last time I laughed. I've faked it for so long I don't know how.
Even when I'm out with my friends. Doing things a teenager should do. I'm not truly happy. I should be. Any normal person would.
I have the best friends. They're funny, weird, crazy and most of all they're supportive, they care.
I should be happy. But there's something in the back of my mind. Something that's stopping me.
A voice. Only a quiet whisper. But a whisper is enough to let the doubt creep in.
It tells me I'm not good enough. I don't deserve to be happy. I don't deserve friends like these.
They're out of my league. I'll never be good enough for them.
I tell myself I'm being stupid. That I shouldn't listen to it. I shouldn't let it get to me.
I try to push it away. Keep it out of my mind. Pretend I'm fine.
But once that doubt is planted. Once it's slithered it's way into my head. I can't stop it growing into fear. Anxiety.
The constant worry that I'm not really wanted. I'm not part of the group. I'm just the lonely girl that everyone feels sorry for. I tag along because people have sympathy for me.
I've spent my whole life trying to live up to expectations. Pretending I'm someone I'm not.
Hiding behind my mask of fake confidence and happiness.
Really I'm just a tortured little girl. Watching behind glazed eyes. Trapped inside my own head. Surrounded by voices and blacked out faces. Ridiculing me. Tormenting me. Shattering my self confidence. Breaking my spirit.
I don't remember the last time I was really me. I've faked it for so long I don't know how.
Even when I'm out with my friends. Doing things a teenager should do. I'm not truly happy. I should be. Any normal person would.
I have the best friends. They're funny, weird, crazy and most of all they're supportive, they care.
I should be happy. But there's something in the back of my mind. Something that's stopping me.
A voice. Only a quiet whisper. But a whisper is enough to let the doubt creep in.
It tells me I'm not good enough. I don't deserve to be happy. I don't deserve friends like these.
They're out of my league. I'll never be good enough for them.
I tell myself I'm being stupid. That I shouldn't listen to it. I shouldn't let it get to me.
I try to push it away. Keep it out of my mind. Pretend I'm fine.
But once that doubt is planted. Once it's slithered it's way into my head. I can't stop it growing into fear. Anxiety.
The constant worry that I'm not really wanted. I'm not part of the group. I'm just the lonely girl that everyone feels sorry for. I tag along because people have sympathy for me.
I've spent my whole life trying to live up to expectations. Pretending I'm someone I'm not.
Hiding behind my mask of fake confidence and happiness.
Really I'm just a tortured little girl. Watching behind glazed eyes. Trapped inside my own head. Surrounded by voices and blacked out faces. Ridiculing me. Tormenting me. Shattering my self confidence. Breaking my spirit.
I don't remember the last time I was really me. I've faked it for so long I don't know how.
Another short story.
I don't understand how I feel so comfortable sharing my most personal and deepest feelings with complete strangers online but can't talk to the people closest to me.
I think it's a kind of therapy for me. To know that someone out there. On the other side of the screen, will see this. Might understand how I feel. It's a way to get things off my chest without having to face the person.
Also I promise I'll have more photography for you soon. I've just been really busy.
Let me know what you think. Feel free to leave constructive criticism.
DO NOT REPOST UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!
I don't understand how I feel so comfortable sharing my most personal and deepest feelings with complete strangers online but can't talk to the people closest to me.
I think it's a kind of therapy for me. To know that someone out there. On the other side of the screen, will see this. Might understand how I feel. It's a way to get things off my chest without having to face the person.
Also I promise I'll have more photography for you soon. I've just been really busy.
Let me know what you think. Feel free to leave constructive criticism.
DO NOT REPOST UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!
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