When I go to work, I look forward to seeing two people. That one. And my friend. When I get to work, usually I'll go say hi to him. And I'll give him a hug. But I didn't have time to. So I was really emotional today. He looked at me and asked me what was wrong. I wanted to tell him everything that has been going on lately. But if I did, I'd break down. I looked at him with glazed over eyes and I don't think he noticed I was about to cry. But later in the night I went to him and hugged him. Letting him know that I was sorry for ignoring him the entire night, but if I told him what was going on earlier, I would've cried. He understood and he hugged me back. He is my support. I don't know what I'd do without having him in my life. Perhaps I wouldn't have a reason to go to work. I didn't get nearly enough hugs as I needed tonight. And that makes me sad. He gives the best hugs. And now look at me. I didn't get enough hugs so I'm crying. Stress is a hard thing to deal with when you're my age.
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The diary of a depressed teen.
Cerita PendekContains depression, suicidal thoughts, self-harm references, and my strong opinions about everything I'm angry about at the time of which I write each chapter. This is just how I feel my life is going right now.
