I wish

They lie. They lie and I could say it again and again and it wouldn't make a different. They would still say it, because they would still foolishly believe it. They would still say that this is good for me, that next time it happens I'll know how to deal with it and they would think they've mad me feel better.

I'm tired. I'm so tired of getting stronger. It's exhausting. It's killing me. I don't want to do it anymore, I've had enough of getting hurt. I've had enough of crying, of losing sleep overthinking things I cannot change. I've had enough.

There's a limit. There's a limit to how strong a person can become before it breaks them. Before they cave under the pressure, before they decide they don't want to be strong anymore. There's a limit to how much a person can take before they realize it's not worth it.

They next time the world wants to make me stronger, I wish it would kill me instead.