The world looks so beautiful when it's spinning

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←"You clench your teeth. You look up. You tell yourself that if they see you cry, it will hurt them, and you will be nothing but a sadness in their lives, and you must not become a mere sadness, so you will not cry, and you say all of this to yourself while looking up at the ceiling, and then you swallow even though your throat does not want to close and you look at the person who loves you and smile." — John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

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←"I felt a tremendous distance between me and everything real." — Hunter S. Thompson

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Why am I so useless? I try to see the best in my life and I want to be happy, really I do. I’m tired, truly exhausted from being so sad and lost and desperate to escape reality. My heart hurts. I can feel it twinge as the tears roll down my cheeks.

Sometimes I am happy and I genuinely smile and thank the world and think of all the adventures I might have and all the places I want to go. My mother laughs with me and I feel like I can be healthy and normal. But then the cracks begin to form and I fall so far down into my oblivion; spiralling out of control. And just like that it all floods back, my safety net - embracing me once more.

I want someone to love me, but I’m too scared to love. I want my mum to love me. I wish she could be proud of me. I love my mum more than anyone in the world but it almost destroys me.

It’s all my fault and I’m trying to repair the damage but I am fractured. I’m a bad person. Fat, ugly, lazy, useless, unreliable; caught in limbo - lost in my dreamers’ head. Unlovable. Nothing.