Sep. 14th, 2013

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I truly have had no right to be as hard on myself as I have been in the past.

In a strive for perfection, like Icarus...I flew too high and burnt away...lost my faith in everything.

I trapped myself in a prison that isn't even real. I convinced myself that beliefs, or feelings I held, were objective fact.

I am beat up and broken emotionally, I am tired and sad often. It is hard to carry on. I did this to myself...even if it was the result of circumstances out of my control...I put myself in this state. There may be no crawling out now, but I have to at least try and accept who I am, if nothing else. Try to love who I am.

Every day is difficult, because of the guilt and shame I feel, as a result of the entirety of my life circumstances, and my weaknesses, and my fears, and my regrets.

I want freedom from this prison, but I'm still not sure how to get out.

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