I stared at the ugly reflection in the mirror. I saw the tear running down my face. I felt it all: depression, anger, and nothing. I felt empty but I felt so full of sadness. It wouldn't go away. I tried to hold it in for so long now, but I just can't. It all hurts. There is nothing I can do either. No one even cares. I hate to see it in others, too. So many people face what I face, even worse, and there is nothing we can do. Anti depressants won't work. Therapy wouldn't work. That's where I feel the anger. Over the fact there is nothing I can do. And though I may seem happy, I feel like nothing inside. Who am I? Why am I part of this world? What did I do to even to deserve this? Everything in my life seems to be collapsing, even though it may not be. Things may not be that bad, but I just feel so... Depressed. I had finally felt enough. I punched the mirror, hurting my knuckles. I fell onto the floor and let it all out. Tears covered my face. I stared at a razor on the floor in front of me. I wanted to pick it up and release all the pain. I felt that urge a lot... But denied it. No good would come out of it. There nothing I can do. People say "it gets better" and that's the only hope I have left. I guess I'll just have to wait and find out, but it all hurts inside.
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Im so sorry about that. I just felt the need to vent somewhere and I don't know there is no where I can do why not just make it a chapter in Wattpad? I just want to say please don't ever hurt yourself and don't ever give up. Be you and don't give a fuck about anything else.Stay happy not crappy
Life's a bitch don't quit
- Johnnie Guilbert
(Sorry again)
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It All Hurts
Short StoryThis is just a one (nope two now) chapter of a character facing things similar to what I am at the moment... Read if you want but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯