Daphne in the wood (bromantic) wrote,
Daphne in the wood

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So I complain to my dad that I do too many dumb things and he tells me that what I have is a medical condition.

That drives a nail in the coffin. That I can't stop it because it's medical.

I've become so paranoid now. Of everything. Of everyone. I can't talk to anyone anymore without feeling like a gigantic heel. I want to fix things, but I don't know where to start. I don't know what to do. And I'm all alone. There's no one there to stand beside me, no one to hold my hand and that's all right in a way;. I can't expect others to be there all the time for me.

But I am so alone.

I don't know who to turn to. I feel terrible each passing day and I can't stop crying.

I like to think I'm not invisible. But now more than ever, I am invisible.
Tags: sadface, so not my day

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    I wonder if it's possible to make a life for yourself if you keep failing secondary education.

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    I'm starting to wonder if good MCU Bucky players are like mythical creatures. Everyone thinks they exist, but they really don't.

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    With talk of Civil War and Ant-Man, maybe the MCU will destroy itself in a blaze of glory. One can hope.

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