I genuinely don’t know what to do anymore
I genuinely don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to make things better with her, I don’t know how to make myself feel better, I don’t know how to stop feeling so much, I don’t know how to stop overthinking.
I pray and I pray and I pray to God every day. If it’s not for me, take the yearning away. If it’s not for me, take away my all anxieties. If it’s not for me, make the good bye painless.
But God, does it hurt like bitch, to cry on my bathroom floor, desperately hoping for all of it to stop. for all the emotions to go away. for things to just work out magically, because right now I’ve exhausted all my effort and nothing just fits.
Every time I think I’ve figured it out, it all comes crashing down again. Every time I think I’m a step closer to detaching, something happens again.
I’m just so tired. Please. Make it all make sense. I don’t know how much longer I can take this.