I had a really deep talk with Annabelle today. She wants to help me get better but I don't know if I want her to see me when I'm stuck in dark situations. I tried to explain to her how it felt to be in my position. It's like you're in the ocean. Nobody is near you and you can't see anything but water. Then suddenly something starts to sink you. You fight with everything you have but it seems as if it's not helping at all. You start to run out of breath. The surface of the water slowly slips away from your grip and you can't do anything to get back to the top. That's what it feels like to me. There is no escaping what I'm going through. It's as if I was doomed with depression from the beginning. It's almost as if this mental illness is slowly wiping my existence away.
Sincerely,
Joy
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Fiksi RemajaJoy is slowly fighting against depression and separation anxiety. She has thoughts of suicide constantly. She had been told by her therapist that it would help to write her feelings. She started to write daily letters to her best friend but never ga...
