doomedfromthewombfr

[doomedfromthewombfr]

Where I’ve been:

Somewhere between “crippling anxiety,” “soul-crushing depression,” and “why bother?”- basically, a fun little mental hell loop.

Every task feels impossible, every thought feels too loud, and my give-a-shit meter is officially out of order. apathy’s driving, anxiety’s screaming directions, and depression’s in the backseat telling me to just crash already.

So yeah, that’s why I’ve been quiet. Still here, just malfunctioning. Hope y’all are alive or whatever.

[doomedfromthewombfr]

It returns without warning, without mercy. A familiar ghost slipping through the cracks of my mind, whispering lullabies of despair in a voice I know too well

[doomedfromthewombfr]

There is no worse feeling than realizing you are nothing more than an afterthought in the lives of those you’d die for

[doomedfromthewombfr]

I could vanish tomorrow, and the world wouldn’t even trip over the space I left behind

[doomedfromthewombfr]

I feel everything. Too much. All at once. Until I feel nothing at all

[doomedfromthewombfr]

My existence is an apology I never stop making

[doomedfromthewombfr]

If pain is proof of life, then I must be immortal

[doomedfromthewombfr]

Borderline love 🖤🖤🖤

[doomedfromthewombfr]

I don’t know what it’s like to be whole. I only know how to disappear