26/05/2026
You know, last night I cried a lot like, a lot. I cried until my breath became uneven. I cried until I fell asleep. It was a horrible night, the night when I got a panic attack, and trust me, I felt so helpless. I was literally shaking.
What have I done to myself? What have I become?
The girl who used to smile even at the little things is now crying over a minor inconvenience. I felt so helpless last night that I begged God either to stop all of this or to let me not see the next morning. That was the worst breakdown of my life. I felt like I was losing control of myself, like my own mind was turning against me.
I didn't know how to calm down, how to breathe, or how to stop the storm inside me. Sometimes I wonder when things became this heavy. When did life start feeling like a burden instead of something to look forward to?
I miss the version of me who found joy in the smallest moments, the girl who didn't overthink every little thing. Because sometimes some nights, surviving your own thoughts feels like the hardest battle of all.
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