Mom: you choose to feel this way, you choose to feel sad
Me: I chose this I CHOSE THIS
I CHOSE TO BE DEPRESSED
I CHOSE TO HAVE THESE THOUGHTS
I CHOSE TO CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP AT NIGHT
ya mom I chose all this how about I choose to kill myself because of people like you
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
