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I feel empty. I'm obsessed with starting a business so I can help my mom out with the bills but I feel like I'm making things worse. Things aren't going very well and I've lost more money than I've earned. I feel sad. I feel bad. I feel like crying but no one will listen to me. I know it'll get better after a while but I feel alone right now. I feel weak and stupid. I feel powerless. One moment I feel like I can conquer the world then the next I get a reality check that tells me, 'who are you kidding?' I... I...want someone to tell me it's okay and truly mean it. I want... I want to live but I feel like I'm imprisoned by my mind. There are so many people out there, I feel small. I feel insignificant. I feel empty. I know I'll wake up and this will all seem like a dream but right now, I'm drowning in my thoughts. My mind is my biggest enemy and I know I'll have to deal with the self-loathing for a little longer before it eases up. I know you don't understand me. No one does. I don't understand myself either. I don't know who I am. More often than most I feel like an imposter. Not sure how I'm supposed to act. Not sure who the real me is. I don't know anything. There's this pressure around my head right now and it's eating me up. But I'm fine. You may not understand me but you imagining you reading this, is making me feel better. thank you for that. I... I...will be fine. I'm fine. I'm always fine. I'm fine. I'm fine. Maybe if I repeat it enough I'll feel it. I'm fine. Maybe if my mind hears the words over and over, I'll believe it. Maybe maybe I'll relive it... all those moments I was fine. Merci beaucoup pour m'avoir more (thanks a lot for reading this)