Currently operating from my phone, so no picture this time. Will add when I have time. As always, tell me what you think. I don't know if I really even exist anymore. I just feel so alone, as if the world is happening around me, and I'm just a ghost that some can see. Any time I physically interact with somebody, it comes as a strange shock to me that I am real, and not only that I am real, but that I am not a disgusting parasite meant to be avoided. On the bus, the singular empty seat is the one next to me. I am in a camp, and the only people who actually notice me are the counselors, and even that takes a while. I feel like a horrible person for wishing to be noticed more when the person I'm comparing myself to is actually sick and deserving of attention more than I am. I feel like I don't matter and that my existence is a burden on the world. If you've read this far, fear not. The worst I've ever done is pinching the inside of my arm or biting my lip, nothing worse or more h@rmful. My life is not in danger. The only thing at stake here is my self-worth. I'm sorry for making you read all this.
I thought it was better To hide And to avoid existing But now I see It is better to exist And be mocked Than to disappear To be in a phantom state Alone and ignored
