loosing myself in thoughts

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I am so lost in my thoughts that i cant sleep, i cant feel my breathe, feels as if there is no way out and so i cry sometimes lying in my bed, just to get it all out what's in my head. i don't believe everything happens for a reason, i am taking it day by day not thinking much about tomorrow, the voices in my brain they are only friend i have got when things go wrong. “Self reliance” that's what i have ever known. Ten year old version of myself was called embarrassment, worthless, useless, I don't why i feel paranoid, why do i turn down head while i walk through door. I don't write much I keep things in my head. I am such a “okay with everything” and suffer in silence person. I actually feel few emotions like me, advanced and noob version of me, existential crisis, fuck it, everyone is shit, life goes on but WTF...

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  1. AnonymousMay 3, 2020 at 7:13 AM

    Suffering is very necessary for a soul, through suffering alone, one elevates.
    Never feel that you are alone and you dont mean shit, there are people fro whom you mean a lot, be around those people.

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