My inner snake is unrelenting. My mood today is even lower. I’m not sure of the point of keeping going

I can’t find anyone who wants to listen to me in real life... I could draw all sorts of conclusions about this

Papa bear has more important things to do. I’m not important. I’m not beautiful. I can’t connect with anyone. My life is disconnection and pain



I wish I could cry and find some compassion for my inner cub who was so hated

I wish I could stop being a mistake