If I were to die right now would anyone care would anyone want to come to my funeral would anyone miss me at all and wonder how life will be like since I wouldn't be around people think depression is all fun and games till that same person goes through what the other person is going through when your depressed nothing matters in the world and you feel alone and you wanna die you start feeling numb and to the point of where you can't feel anything and as u slide the razor across your skin you just let the blood drip down and cry your eyes out while watching it I left this world full of hate never to look back on the sorrow and shame ill never be the same as i once was the world changed me into a person i never thought i'd become but i did if only people understood how i felt and could feel the shame The pain and the hurt i feel maybe they'd understand that i'm not the same as i was when i was younger. my life changed when i was thirteen everything went to hell and i never really recovered from him because its was to much of a scar to recover from i didn't think id ever have to be depressed or broken but it happened and now look at me I've got scars going up my left arm from where i harmed myself from the pain that i wanted to end but i guess it never really did it just got worse and worse
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Short Stories Of Depression
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