The Edge... There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over.
I have No patience for the system and it's pathetic that when i supposedly need help it's rejected but when i reach out it's not there for me...I'm used to it tho.. i have spent my entire fucking life dealing with a mental health system that i have chosen to fucking reject over and over again because it's easier for me to just be trapped inside my own mind, of course when i am trying to take the appropriate steps to deal with the monsters and demons inside my head and external, i get brick fucking walls in my face. that's why i live and enjoy my life like there is no tomorrow, because i know that eventually it will fucking end. I have no fucking Illusions as to that fact.. I'm running headlong on a Road the leads Nowhere... the longer i stay in this fucking city dealing with the same people, the longer that's an inevitability... i have options, I am pretty fucking sure I know the next one.. but i hold no illusions, My reality here drags me down and it seems like I'm going to need a major fucking incident to be taken seriously... the saddest fucking part is that I no longer care what happens to me, just how it affects those that I fucking love and hold dear...
... and that list.... is dwindling.
Current Mood: Angry, Depressed, Sad.
I mean, maybe I am crazy. I mean maybe. But if this is all there is, then I don't want to be sane.
I have No patience for the system and it's pathetic that when i supposedly need help it's rejected but when i reach out it's not there for me...I'm used to it tho.. i have spent my entire fucking life dealing with a mental health system that i have chosen to fucking reject over and over again because it's easier for me to just be trapped inside my own mind, of course when i am trying to take the appropriate steps to deal with the monsters and demons inside my head and external, i get brick fucking walls in my face. that's why i live and enjoy my life like there is no tomorrow, because i know that eventually it will fucking end. I have no fucking Illusions as to that fact.. I'm running headlong on a Road the leads Nowhere... the longer i stay in this fucking city dealing with the same people, the longer that's an inevitability... i have options, I am pretty fucking sure I know the next one.. but i hold no illusions, My reality here drags me down and it seems like I'm going to need a major fucking incident to be taken seriously... the saddest fucking part is that I no longer care what happens to me, just how it affects those that I fucking love and hold dear...
... and that list.... is dwindling.
Current Mood: Angry, Depressed, Sad.
I mean, maybe I am crazy. I mean maybe. But if this is all there is, then I don't want to be sane.
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