I cant think of a title because I'm dumb af


You know, sometimes I feel like I'm always sorting everyone's problems while I work myself into a corner and just let my mental health get even shittier than it already is. I don't even remember the last time I was asked if I was okay.

I know this is super fucking selfish of me but whenever someone is being (extremely) melodramatic, whether that be my best friends or someone who just needs advice. Its always me.

If someone tells me they're 'fine' I always ask if they're sure or if they want me to call them. I could've literally just broken a weeks clean because of something they said and I'd still keep talking to them until they're okay.

No one knows how bad I'm getting and everyone thinks I'm better and that I've been clean for the past six months. No one knows that I've actually been clean for two days and I'm just getting worse.

This sucks.

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Stay alive, for me - Oli

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