Mental health feelings

Stop me

I used to think demons were haunting me. Now I know. I’m the demon.

Someone please stop me.

Get rid of me before I drag anyone else through this hell of my own making.

I don’t want to do this.
I don’t want to be this.

I used to think that I was being tortured. I was the one being dragged through hell. But it was me all along. I was both murderer and victim. I killed my happiness and I’ll kill yours.

Someone please stop me.

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