Too Late

When is too late?

How do you know that something is irreparable?

I think this is what it feels like.

People always say “you’ll know” but all I do is feel.

I feel hurt, lost, scared. I feel angry, I feel independent, I feel so anxious.

But I have also decided that I won’t be convinced into thinking that I’m some monster because I am not always happy or calm. And that everything surrounding my mental health is personal and if it won’t be kept private than I will find people who do it keep it private.

Mental health is not a joke and it’s not just a cause for drama.

I just don’t know if I can still believe all of these things in this situation.

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