Sick Of It All 

I’m sick of it all.

I’m sick of holding in the thoughts that make a mess of my mind, every single day. 

I’m sick of smiling and saying “I’ll be alright” when I don’t know that is the truth. 

I’m sick of feeling like there is not a soul on earth who could ever understand me or what I go through. 

I’m sick of pretending to be okay when I’m not even remotely close to normal, or good, or fine, or whatever you wish to call it. 

I’m sick of the pain that is always in my chest from holding back tears.

I’m sick of the rage I feel inside that makes me hurt myself and turn against myself. 

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About zedmondson

Zoe. 22. Australia. I'm writing to share my experiences with Bipolar Disorder with others. I believe in fighting stigma surrounding mental illness. I believe in being able to wear my heart on my sleeve; or on my blog. And I believe in myself. That's what my blog is all about. Hope you enjoy x View all posts by zedmondson

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