Everyone needs to be seen

November 20th, 2019.

Is it wrong to sit here, and wish I had the guts to go somewhere, somewhere real high up. Just sit there for a bit, look out and see the hustle and bustle of everyday life below me, and just jump. I want the courage to let go from this life, I wanna push on but, I’m also so fucking tired. 

It becomes a battle in my head, to fight or to give up and I don’t know which to choose. It’s been a long time since I thought about it, seriously considered it.  

Not necessarily because I want to die, but I need someone to see me. To see the shattering me under the mask that everyone’s oblivious to. I feel like I’m slowly drowning, and even though I have at least someone to talk to. They’re there for me but not with me, I’m in a bubble and they can only help so much from the outside. -AuthorAAJ