Life hurts too much. I'm not trying to die, but just not exist for a while.

I've deleted my love interest from my phone. I'm deleting more numbers in the morning. I think I'm going to delete my social media accounts. I'm no longer going to poetry readings. I don't want to go out anymore. I only want to talk with a few people, and mostly through text.

I've reached my threshold with hurt and trying to reach out. I've given up on people.

Typically, I'd drink alone when I feel this way. Now, I'm just going to take a klonopin and go to bed and go to work tomorrow and hope that no one talks to me too much.

Everyone leaves. Everything hurts. Nothing I can do changes anything. I don't belong here.

I'm numb. I'm empty. I don't want it to go away. I want to know how to live with it.