Why do I care too much when I know the other person doesn’t give a fuck? That is clearly my problem. I think too much. I am aware that everything around me is disintegrating, and I am unable to put my faith in anyone. I have no desire to accomplish anything, but how long? I’ll have to let things go at some point. I don’t live in truth, I keep things back too much, and it stinks that I’m exhausted and at a point in my life when all I want to do is be by myself and in peace.
Despite my best efforts, there is always something about my difficulties that I am unable to communicate, and the only person who can truly understand me is myself.
Roshani, you need to collect yourself.
Everyone can assist, but nothing will change unless you adopt a different perspective, and I certainly have tried.
I’ve tried so many times, but I can’t seem to change a few things, and my mind has become consumed by that.
I want to go, I want to shout, I want to flee, I want to cry—anything to get my mind off the facts.
I dislike my college mates, and I don’t get along well with my parents.
My life seems to be falling apart, but what can I do? You have my support! I wish I could spend some time in the same city with those who absolutely adore me but cannot be with me physically.
I won’t provide anyone the authority to take control of my life until that time.
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