Everyday I fight a war against myself.
A war to wake up.
A war to get out of bed.
A war to be grateful for having another
day.
It's hard.
So, so hard.
It's easy for people to say they understand, and maybe to some
extent they do.
But, do they know how it feels to be depressed, have low self
esteem, have anxiety, and self image issues, be bipolar, struggle
with self harm?
Do they know how it feels to be so uncomfortable in their own skin
that they push people away from them?
Do they know how it feels to sit there and see your best friend,
the person you're in love with, struggle with all the same
things as you?
Or how it feels to not know how to help them without sounding like
a hypocrite?
Everyday I fight a war against myself. A war to wake up. A war
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Feb 3, 2012 12:00am
