I knew this day was coming where I was gonna fall apart. The anxiety and depression has slowly been building over the last couple years and I've reached my breaking point. This probably sounds stupid but it's all because I havent been touched in years and I dont mean just sexually.


I cannot remember the last time I was hugged/held. I feel like I'm going to break into a million pieces and all those pieces are going to float off into different directions if I cant be held tightly to keep me together. I feel so empty and broken.