Some days, some weeks, some months, some years, some lives

Sometimes it’s okay not to be okay. Some days it’s okay to not be okay. Some weeks it’s okay to not be okay. Some months it’s okay to not be okay. Some years it’s okay to not be okay. Copium.

Sometimes I just get lost in my own head. Sometimes doing anything hurts so I drown myself in video games and pointless things. It’s like a form of self-sabotage. I think other people call it relaxing, or resting, or playing, or being happy. For some reason, I was taught to loathe it.

Maybe I need to be okay with being average, or normal, or not special. It may mean giving up on dreams or what I want, but if it makes everything hurt maybe I should stop.

failure after failure. stab after stab. when will i give up? when i die.

I don’t know anymore. Maybe this life just wasn’t meant to be ok.

Song: One by Aimer, 怎么了 – 周兴哲