I hate these panic attacks.
I hate this anxiety.
I hate always worrying about everything. All the time.
I hate the paranoid.
I hate wondering if everyone and everyone is against me.
I hate always being depressed.
I hate the fact that I forgive easily & that I give chances too easily.
I try my hardest to hide all the pain and keep thinking that maybe this time things will change. But it never really happens, so I end up crying my sleep at night, regretting and hating myself. I hate always felling like this
When will i ever learn? There's so much pain, you know
*sigh*
Maybe I'm just having a hard time right now
