She asked me how are you, i said great. I didn't mean it of course. I was terrible. I have been worse than I have ever been in my whole life. All i do is cry. Do i ever smile? NO!
my therapist is shit. She thinks I'm a joke
fuck you
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The One That Got Away
Teen FictionIm 15, Living life with depression, anxiety, panic disorders, social anxiety and who knows what else. Read this and you will understand my life more. *MATURE READING*
