I'm not sure if I'm depressed. I mean, I'm not sad. But I'm not exactly happy either. I can laugh and joke and smile during the day, but sometimes when I'm alone at night I forget how to feel.
Some nights are so rough that I sit in the bathroom for hours just trying to collect myself as I break and break and break. Sometimes I call those I trust but most of the time no one is awake because it is so late and I just sit and listen to the dial tone over and over again, but when the next day they call me I ignore it.
I don't understand why I ask for help but then only to pretend no one's offering when they are. THey can't help me if I don't let them so I have no right to be mad at them for not helping because they try and I just keep pushing them away.
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Depressing One Shots
General Fictionthese are just a bunch of random one shots and a lot of them are really depressing so ya
