Wishing I felt happier.
Wishing I could experience joy.
But then it never seems ok to wish for these things when:
I never go hungry
I have a roof over my head
A man who loves me
A family who say they love me
A dog who bites me less every day
so I try to buck up
but instead feel a fuck up
Post from 2011 - Who am I if I'm not suicidal? What is life like? Where am I uncomfortable because I'm not suicidal? It feels anxiously flat, a nervous nothingness So I feel ...
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