u/walo123m

I turned 29 a few days ago and im not proud of myself. I turned 29 a few days ago and im not proud of myself.

Ive not proud of who ive become. Im not happy about who I've become. I feel deep sadness inside my soul. Deep yearning and pain. Deep solace and instability.

When I stare into an empty space. The pain vibrates into the open air. A stare full of emptiness and pungent stinging hollow ache in my soul that words or expression cant shake or utter. At 29 I really thought I'd be in a different place. All that has happened is shame oozes out my being. I have no words to describe the state I am in. All it took was 5 years of addictive compulsion to completely obscure blind and shatter my mental state.

I cant imagine what utter state ill be in when it reaches may 2027 my so called 30th birthday. I really don't have anything else to say. Just had to get my thoughts out on to text before it implodes inside my sub conscience.

I turned 29 a few days ago and im not proud of myself. I turned 29 a few days ago and im not proud of myself.

Ive not proud of who ive become. Im not happy about who I've become. I feel deep sadness inside my soul. Deep yearning and pain. Deep solace and instability.

When I stare into an empty space. The pain vibrates into the open air. A stare full of emptiness and pungent stinging hollow ache in my soul that words or expression cant shake or utter. At 29 I really thought I'd be in a different place. All that has happened is shame oozes out my being. I have no words to describe the state I am in. All it took was 5 years of addictive compulsion to completely obscure blind and shatter my mental state.

I cant imagine what utter state ill be in when it reaches may 2027 my so called 30th birthday. I really don't have anything else to say. Just had to get my thoughts out on to text before it implodes inside my sub conscience.