rachana rajan <3

I was on the verge of losing it while speaking to my therapist today.

I have been sitting with whatever she said since.

My life wasn’t easy and sometimes I randomly remember things and I sit in the mud with those thoughts and the mud turns into quick sand sucking me in so deep with no escape.

I have been trying to heal the feeling of anger with music with no resort.

Why are people playing pretend when everything is out in the open and adding to my already piled up problems, no matter how much I communicate it?

They are losing my respect and love in the process.

I have already communicated many things and how much it is affecting me and still it continues without any respect to my words.

I’m not treated like an human being because when someone says they are suffering everyday and if the whole world is aware of it, people should step in to help and do something about it rather than sitting and watching me suffer.

My privacy is not respected nor are my words, no matter how much I communicate it.

I don’t understand the cruelty that I’m being put through and it doesn’t stop no matter how much I talk about it.

It’s gotten to a point where it is more than what a person can take.

It needs to stop.