Eva’s Crazy Mind
i’ve wanted to make a forum post like that for quite a while now, but never brought myself to actually make it. here i will write up all sorts of thoughts and vents, everything i need to get off my mind. it’s not gonna be positive or motivational, not even close. i personally don’t recommend reading it just because it doesn’t help lol. you’re welcome to read, replies are okay, just be aware that it’s gonna be a pretty dark place. i don’t usually ask for help despite telling everybody to. idk why. i’m not a very good example of what’s right to do. TW just in case, not planning to go that far but who knows.
i’m making myself this space because sometimes you can feel lonely while being surrounded by a million people and that’s nobody’s fault.
best wishes to you. ❤️
nevermind we’re going after mom’s work
so that’s uhmm.. at least 5 hours of crochet time just *poof* :’)
guess i’ll have a long night then ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
..and.. we’re sad again. well, an okay day can’t last the entire day, can it? nope, not for me. it was expected anyways.
oh how much i hated it. hate it. being around people. being me.
that’s just unfair :/
some people are out there living my dream life
the life i make stories of, the life that’s fantasy and daydreaming for me
and i don’t mean like celebrities or rich people i don’t mean any of that
i mean some regular normal people are just living the life i once wished i would have
@justmeeva one of my best friends is literally currently living the life i want and its not even that complicated just good, understanding parents and siblings. But its like we both always got like the same grqdes etc and had similar ideas and sometimes it just feels like shes me but with a good mom and that just. Hurts. I guess. And im not exactly jealous because im so glad she has this support and her parents helping her. Like im glad she has that but i want that too u know. Anyways sorry if im ranting too much i just meant like i get it :/
i mean i’ve given up on dreaming and hoping and thinking of having a future but like sometimes i do think what my life would be if things would be different and like
i just i don’t know what i did wrong
why did i turn out like this?
why couldn’t i be normal?
