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    Every day, there’s this weight on my heart. Every day, it feels like I’m dragging around a dead weight on my back. Pretty depressive that that dead weight is me. These couple of days has been better, at least it’s been easier to smile a little bit. And the tears have been behaving themselves and staying inside. I think it’s about time to come to terms that I may never attend another family gathering. Maybe it’s dramatic and too soon to say, but I wouldn’t be able to stay away from someone I cared about for more than a month. But hey, I say with utmost certainty that my heart…

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    *Sigh* It’s such a mess, so much that I… Am in the middle of too many feelings and none at all. You’d think that that’ll end up being just the right amount of feelings, but…. No. For the first time in a while, this is not an outlet for sadness. But rather, a document to air out frustrations. I don’t understand. Why is it so easy to cut me out? To forget me. To… disregard me as a living being whose hearts still beats in this unpleasant state of consciousness. Am I an optional extra? Like a side to a main protein? It’s dawned on me that I hate as…

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    I don’t feel good. I don’t think I’m okay. Last night, I got to wondering what I’ve done for people I’ve known for years and years to treat me the way they did. I would never say the things they’ve said to me to someone I call family or friend. Maybe I’m just stupid like that. Hey mum, guess what? You were right. I did grow up to be stupid, worthless and nothing more than a disappointment. You called it, right back in primary school. Why did you even have me? Why didn’t you get rid of me when the doctor told you I wasn’t the boy you wanted? I…

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    I suspect I’m breaking. Whatever has been holding me up for the last couple of years seems to be crumbling. If it’s any comfort, it seems to be happening gradually. Last month, I felt inadequate, constantly ignored and pushed aside. This month, I have it all planned, should I find it in me to leave – Push off, back to the ground and eyes to the sky. It’ll leave a mess but that’s the only realistic way to let go. I can feel it coming, the darkness that it getting closer, the walls that are closing in. If only it was as easy as closing my eyes and accepting it.…