Crofton revive

It’s fair to say I struggle with my mind

I often feel like a failure for those who passed whilst I tried to save them

I was lost. I lost who I was. I wasn’t able to talk. It was frowned upon talking about what was eating at me. No time to process.

I focussed on my house. Tried to lock myself away from the real world. Scared of the shit outside and also memories of local areas that opened up a portal to the memories of shit that ate me

My home is my calm place albeit my minds not. Always dashing around mentally seeing everyone outside watching analysing, hyper vigilant it’s exhausting.

Yes I make silly videos. Yes I swear. But it’s just a way of trying to take my mind off shit that comes in.

Social media doesn’t help. Too much fake shit

Creativity is therapy. It’s cheaper.

Moral is be kind. It’s ok to talk. It’s ok to be not ok and I’m only posting this to say it’s ok to be not ok.

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