
At this morning rn it’s 5:40 am, I’m seeing the beautiful sky and sunrise, the mild cool wind touching me feels really good but the fuc*ed mind, I’m loosing all my shit over it, it’s really strange nah how things just gets messed and worse for you but yk you just cannot ever say it and you just keep pushing those thoughts away, try to make yourself stronger to accept more bad situations, things or may be people.
It’s always the thoughts you’re struggling with but yk that you just cannot share it or even if you share there won’t be someone understands that, it’s really good to have a normal cool good going, managed life after so much of bad stuffs and all of a sudden you’re screwed again, crying under your cozy blanket knowing the fact that you’re the only one whom have to fight and no matter how good you try you’re someone who’s never enough for anyone, it really hurts when you think you’re figuring out things nicely and all of a sudden you feel that you’re really screwed, laying on bed in a room with depression wishing your life was a bit easy. Yes, i wish that too, infact wishing it ends soon because after all i know the reality.
~ Sagarika Bhattacharya
One quick question, Why do you think you’re not good enough?
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