I guess you could call it depression. I'm feeling sad all the time. And nobody seems to understand.
I feel like I have nothing to live for. Like, I don't want to die but to be completely honest I just don't care.
Although, I can't really cross the road without wanting to throw myself under a car. I can't swing on a rope swing without wanting to hang myself on the rope. I can't take tablets without wanting to overdose.
I don't know. I guess I just hate living, and myself for that matter.
I hate myself for all I am and nothing you can do can change that.So that's me. You don't want to be in my position
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Drown - This labyrinth doesn't have an exit
Teen FictionThis is my first story on watt pad. I'm sorry if it's really crappy