I wish I could put all my thoughts in a jar.
I think too much. Thinking too much causes me to over think and analyze things I don't want to deal with.
It gets too much for me to handle. I shut myself down and go to war with myself.
I'm tired. I'm sick of being tired. I don't like who I am, but I have to live with it. I don't know what I'm doing.
I'm sick of feeling sad. Sick of wanting things and people I can't have.
I want to be at peace with myself for once.
To be happy and think about things
that doesn't
send me
over the edge.

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