10:18a 5 august, 2019. depression, edging dysphoria.

it was easier to say
“I’m in a lot of pain this morning,
I’ll be in a half hour late”
than to say
“i can barely see straight because i am empty.”
that my heart feels empty.
but I imagine what you would think of me now,
this person I have had to become.
things I have done
have had to do.
what would you say to me?
how would you reconcile this person? your wife?
your glitter girl?
your Manic Pixie Dream Girl?
your perfect fantasy girl.

I don’t know why I bothered with makeup this morning.

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