I've had so many people I disappointed
I had so many heart breaks
So many nights that I stay up bursting into tears
So many cuts on my arm
And this is not the sad part
The sad part is
I've gotten used to it
I've gotten used to the pain
I've gotten used to the brokenness
I've gotten used to disappointing people
I've gotten used to staying up all night crying
YOU ARE READING
My Depression thoughts
Non-FictionDepression, my thoughts, triggering, this is stuff in my head and I needed to get it out somehow I don't post frequently so
