BITTER (Rot From Within)

[Hospital Intercom Static • Heart Monitor Beeps] (FEMALE MEDICAL AI -Clinical) Patient identification confirmed. Psychological deterioration assessment in progress. Primary diagnosis: Bitterness. A chronic emotional condition caused by prolonged exposure to disappointment, unresolved grief, persistent resentment, regret, loss, and perceived injustice. Common contributing factors include: Abandonment. Bereavement. Rejection. Failure. Isolation. Financial hardship. Broken trust. Unfulfilled expectations. Loss of purpose. Loss of identity. Loss of love. Loss of self. Patient survived the initial trauma. Patient survived the loss. Patient survived the abandonment. Patient survived the disappointment. Patient survived the betrayal. Patient survived the grief. Complications developed afterward. Patient reports recurring thoughts regarding past events. Patient exhibits compulsive comparison behaviors. Patient displays difficulty experiencing joy. Elevated cynicism detected. Persistent emotional rigidity detected. Please note: Bitterness is frequently mistaken for wisdom. Frequently mistaken for strength. Frequently mistaken for self-protection. Clinical findings indicate otherwise. Patient is exhibiting anger. Bitterness buries the living. Treatment options were available. The patient declined all of them. Commencing emotional autopsy. (MALE) Nobody noticed when I stopped being angry When the shouting died and the silence replaced me The scars quit bleeding The wound’s still deep I learned how to function But I never found peace I carried old failures like stones around my feet Every dream that sank Every bridge that broke Every goodbye Every promise that broke Every year I spent pretending I was fine here Built a house from old memories Lived inside regret Spent so much time looking backward I forgot what was next (MALE) The worst part wasn’t what happened The worst part came after it did I survived every wound they gave me But I couldn’t survive what I did with it (MALE) I became the grave I couldn’t climb out of Buried alive beneath what life had done Every disappointment sharpened into a blade Every scar became a place I stayed I survived the wound But the weight settled in Fits of anger are a normality Bitterness rots from within (MALE) I hated seeing people win While I stood in place Watching old classmates Outrun me in the race Not because they hurt me Not because they lied Because every success reminded me Of things that never became mine Every missed chance Every door I never opened Every prayer unanswered Every hope left broken I became suspicious of happiness itself Locked every window And blamed everyone else Every compliment felt hollow Every kindness felt fake I couldn’t tell the difference anymore Between protection and hate (MALE) I called it caution I called it strength But all I really built Was a prison with no escape (MALE) I became the grave I couldn’t climb out of Buried alive beneath what life had done Every disappointment sharpened into a blade Every scar became a place I stayed I survived the wound But the weight settled in Anger burns like fire so tie me to the pyre Bitterness rots from within (FEMALE MEDICAL AI) Updated diagnosis. Patient did not succumb to trauma. Patient did not succumb to loss. Patient did not succumb to rejection. Patient did not succumb to failure. Patient did not succumb to abandonment. Patient did not succumb to grief. Patient succumbed to prolonged exposure To unresolved disappointment. (MALE SCREAM) I SURVIVED THE FALL! I SURVIVED THE LOSS! I SURVIVED THE YEARS! AND COUNTED THE COST! I CARRIED EVERY GRAVE! I CARRIED EVERY GHOST! I CARRIED IT SO LONG! I BECAME WHAT HURT THE MOST! (MALE SCREAM) EVERY REGRET! EVERY FAILURE! EVERY DOOR THAT NEVER OPENED! EVERY TIME I NEEDED HELP! AND NOBODY EVEN NOTICED! I FED THE WOUND! I FED THE WOUND! I FED THE WOUND! TILL IT FED ON ME! (MALE ) The truth hit harder than the hurt ever did The people I blamed weren’t trapped in this prison I was Life didn’t stop I did I kept digging deeper And called it surviving I kept carrying ghosts That never asked to be here I kept reopening wounds That were trying to heal (MALE) I became the grave I couldn’t climb out of Buried alive beneath what life had done But graves are only homes If you decide to stay And I’m done giving my pain a place to live I can’t change the damage I can’t erase where I’ve been But I refuse to let bitterness Rot me from within (FEMALE MEDICAL AI) Final assessment. Patient remains scarred. Patient remains damaged. Patient remains human. Patient survived the wound. Patient survived the betrayal. Patient survived the grief. Patient survived the failure. Patient survived the loss. Patient survived the abandonment. Patient survived the disappointment. Recovery possible. End of report.