The broken hearted
Lying here, pondering where I fit in, I grapple with the question of who genuinely wants me and would stand by me without hesitation. Feeling unwanted and unneeded is disheartening. Despite knowing I should be self-reliant, I often question my value, feeling it’s only when someone requires my support. Yet, when I need someone, there’s no one there to hold my hand. It seems I’m only lovable to a certain extent, and beyond that, I hold no value.
I’ve lived most of my life without needing anybody, but lately, I find myself reaching out from a dark pit, desperately seeking someone to grasp my hand. Sadly, no one extends theirs to me. Do I lack desirability? It feels like those who claim to love me don’t truly want my companionship. I wonder what I must change in myself to be wanted in this world. Sometimes, the urge to hide and disappear overwhelms me—a belief that if I’m unseen, I can’t be hurt anymore.
My inner struggles grow; a dark passenger taunts me, tempting me into a space where I’d vanish forever.
So many feel this way daily. Anxiety, depression and general Mental Health issues have overwhelmed the human race. So today please take time to spread love and let let those around you know that you care and they matter in your world.
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