Wish *Confession

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Crying, weeping, and sobbing is all I can do because of imagining the posibilities, the happy-sad scenes that will come if this happen. I am very anxious, weak. Sometimes I am wishing that this is all a dream or may be an experiment like we are taking a test to practice who we are and what we can do for an upcoming thing. I wish this-all my life- is all just illusions, I wish I am a different person out there, I wish this is all not real.

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