So it seems as if writing is the way I help myself now a days because as of now I have no one to fall back on anymore and right now I'm really depressed and heres the start of my downfall. I kept my mental health fine for a few weeks but now heres the downfall. I actually want to cry right now because I feel my mood dropping. I just want to be in the comfort of someone and it's fucking me up because unlike others, I don't have much people to talk to and I just feel stupid
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Letters to myself
Randomletters I've written to myself while I'm overwhelmed or thinking about things that I can't tell someone else.
