I don’t know why I’m writing this. I just feel like I need to say something, even if it’s to no one. I feel empty, like there’s this hole inside me I can’t fill, no matter what I do. It’s not new. It’s been there for as long as I can remember, but lately, it feels heavier.

I’ve tried so hard to move forward, to build something better for myself. But no matter how far I get, it’s like I’m still stuck back there, carrying all the things I’ve been trying to leave behind. I tell myself I’ve survived, that I’m strong, but honestly, it doesn’t feel like enough.

I’m so tired. Tired of pretending I’m okay, tired of feeling like I’m alone in a crowd, tired of fighting to hold myself together when it feels like everything is falling apart inside.

I don’t even know what I’m asking for. Maybe I just needed to get this out. Maybe I just wanted to feel like someone was listening, even if it’s just the void. All I know is I want out, but I don’t know how to end it all.