I didn’t believe him. When he first asked me out, I didn’t believe he liked me more than her. When he said he liked me since the day he met me, I didn’t believe that he noticed me over her. I didn’t believe that how he acted around her was just him being a great friend. I didn’t believe that he didn’t have feelings for her.
This whole him he has been nothing but sweet and honest. And I doubted him.
He deserves so much better than me. I can’t believe myself.
This is my confession.
I have this best friend. We fight and argue a lot. We don’t always agree. We get mad at each other easily.
Today, I told her I was having a horrible day. She showed up at my house with a pint of my favorite ice cream to make me feel better.
She made me feel so loved. I can’t live without her. I’m so glad she’s my best friend.
This is my confession.
I just tried to hurt myself for the 5th time. I’m never brave enough to go through with it.
Why am i disappointed by this?
This is my confession.
This is my first confession. I needed a place where I could feel like I was telling people what I’m hiding, without really telling anyone anything.
My life seems fine. I’m in honors classes, I have good friends, and amazing boyfriend, nice clothes, and I smile a lot. What could be wrong?
The truth is, I have no idea what’s wrong. I just feel awful all the time. Like, everything-feels-horrible-my-emotions-are-dead-I-may-as-well-vanish-before-I-hurt-myself-again kind of awful.
I don’t know what’s going on.
This is my confession.
Feelings I can’t quite name,
Images flashing before my eyes.
I see them, the pictures from my past.
I thought they were buried deep,
I guess not.
This deep, unnatural feeling pierces through me,
And stings the inner core of my being.
Colors by the dozen emerge,
Suddenly consumed by red flames
As the remembrance of their cause
Emerges to the surface.
Dripping, dropping,
Little droplets fall from my face.
Are they tears?
Finally bursting from the prison I have confined them in?
Or maybe sweat,
From the way my heart picks up pace,
As though it’s trying to win a race
With no finish line in sight.
