Wednesday. I slept terribly. Cutie came to my room at 2.00am and I couldn’t wake so I let him in my bed. Big mistake. I wrote the next paragraphs yesterday when I was feeling a bit down.

Tuesday evening. I’m trying therapeutic writing because I’m walking on the edge and I know that if I fall now I’m not sure I’ll be standing up and walking again. I have enough on my shoulders.
My day started fine but around midday it turned out like crap. I’m really losing the faith.
Some things are just too much and I have to take them personally because they are directed to me. I feel deceived. Why is it so hard to let go? Why more and more people keep letting me down?

It may seem that I have everything under control but I don’t. I don’t have any mask on. I’m this way…

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