I can't be the only one
I can't be the only one who experiences this.
To have people stop talking when you arrive.
To have friends more excited to see others than you (I know this is normal, but they completely ignore you)
To feel some sort of void somewhere in you
To struggle breathing thinking about this. Like you're not breathing enough, even though you have long, deep breaths.
To wish someone would recognise how you're feeling and actually care.
To feel like life is repetitive, boring.
To feel this self destructive doom inside of you.
It can't just be me
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