You are finally happy, you finally have a love life and your friends and family are happy too but it's right then, on the happiest day, you feel good about your body and you haven't thought a suicidal thought in a while and everything just seems perfect, it's then when you get a text saying "we're breaking up" from your love and find out someone you love is in jail and you step on the scale and it turns out your not so happy about your body and your friend betrays you; it's right then that you pull out a blade and cut again crying to yourself saying why can't I just stay happy?
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Depression
RandomQuotes and poems about depression. if anyone is suffering from depression or suicidal thoughts, like me, you can notify me. I will listen, I will care.
