
cemeteryismyhome
Mage
- Mar 15, 2025
- 511
I got out of bed this morning, got ready for work, went to work, faked my way through the day which is always exhausting, blending in and hiding who I really am. And all day long I thought about people who've posted here, who simply can't do any of that due to depression and other things. I think I'm just in an animated outer shell that keeps moving although I'm dead inside. Being able to fake a mostly "normal" life doesn't bring me fulfillment or happiness. It feels like being dragged over broken glass and razor blades. It feels dishonest.