When you're sad it comes a time in which you HAVE to stop! It's been years and you haven't been able to let it go... That pessimism you put yourself into is your worst enemy.
It is simply impossible to make you happy for more than two seconds because you ALWAYS find something that's wrong or a reason to fight, or anything that keeps you in your dark hole.
It's been so long that it's coming to a point in which not even you can help yourself. I'm starting to believe you're doomed and I can't be your rock anymore.
I just can't do it anymore.
But I am still scared you'd kill yourself at some point if I leave.
Please get better. Please listen. Please live again! Stop being the victim of world! I can't help getting mad at this, at you! How can you be so childish... So many years have passed and you haven't learn much. STOP BEING THE VICTIM!
START LISTENING AND LEANING AND LIVING!
I don't know how else to make you understand that life is not against you, it's more like you are against her. STOP!
You have to start loving yourself, not just making others believe but really LOVING YOURSELF! Stop blaming others.
'Cuando un patrón nocivo de repite, es hora de una introspección.'
Stop complaining and start doing.
STOP AND RESTART! It's NEVER too late, and you could help yourself, and us three.
Overwhelming anger, furious sadness, lack of childhood. That's what you have given me the most this 10 years we've been alone since he left. I just don't know what else to do.
And he doesn't make it easier! He makes it harder! He makes me furious, so furious that I could punch a wall until I lose both my hands!
I fucking hate you both for being a pair of assholes!
Why did you decide to give me life, when you could've live your lives alone without hurting anyone else. Without hurting the person you claim to love te most.
I wish I was Peter Pan, an orphan kid.
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