You need to love yourself
It was easier said than done, Taehyung had never really understood that praise and it never seemed to be something he could put himself in to and do. He felt like he would never learn to love himself and maybe it would always be like that
He didn't really feel like he belonged in his own body and never really knew himself or what kind of person he was. When someone asked him things about himself he never knew what to answer or what to say because everything just stopped
Why was there no words coming out?
When did he stop knowing who he was
When did he start comparing himself to every thing and every individual he met.
Why was he always feeling like everyone else was doing everything better than he did, why was he always seeing himself from other peoples views
He wished for just one day to feel like he could walk out of this damn house without the insecurities and mistakes being in his mind constantly stopping him from doing things he would love to do but was so hard for him when all he did was put himself down all the time. His mind was constantly working on breaking himself like it was some kind of goal to achieve until he finally would be so broken he can't do anything anymore
He was raised to hate himself
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Taehyung was laying in his bed buried in his sweatshirt with the hood on his head, breathing heavily from the heat but he didn't feel like taking of the layers of clothes and blankets . He didn't feel like going out today and neither did he feel like talking to anyone right now
There was a knock on the door and soon a voice followed right after. The sound of a person he would forever love the most
"Can I come in?"
Yoongi said opening the door wide to step inside after Taehyung let out a small yes from the bed, he heard the footsteps of his best friend approaching his bed before he sat at the edge of it a sigh leaving Yoongs
"Come here you big bear"
Yoongi said when he saw Taehyung laying in the bed wrapped like a burrito, and the younger did just that he got up to a sitting position and snuggled himself into the chest of the grumpy man letting him wrap an arm around him
"Do you want to go up to the rooftop again?"
He asked Taehyung who was having his head hidden in his chest. Yoongi didn't say anything but he could feel the stain of the wetness soaking his shirt, he knew better than to ask and only squeezed his hold around Taehyung and kept silent not expecting an answer
Because right now he would never let his friend cry alone again even if it meant to just be silent and be a shirt to cry on
A/N
I hope this wasn't boring if you want taekook it's coming soon don't worry if you know me then you know there will be a lot of taekook
I'm trying to make this story around both taekook while also focusing about how Taehyung struggles with depression
If you don't like this kind of thing then feel free to stop reading, thank you for all the love💞
Sorry for the short chapter
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