i can’t help it. and i can’t get over it. and i am trying to stay strong, but it’s hard. i feel so tiny and alone and scared and worried. and i can’t stop it. and i can’t express it. and i just want to run so far away. i can’t breathe.
“People like me feel lost and little and ugly…and indispensable…
Every morning, I wake up and I fail. And I look around, and everybody seems to be pulling it off…but somehow I can’t…no matter how hard I try. Somehow…I’ll never be enough.” – rita; I am Sam.
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