Fuck dudes. I'm a nihilist, not even an optimistic one. I don't give a fuck anymore, what's anything gonna matter in the future? But I was listening to Saint Bernard because that shit is relatable on my end, and trying not to cut because I'm 3 weeks clean and if I do I'll hate myself even more, and I thought: "nobody in your family will believe you if you talk about your depression, they'll think you're faking to be like your sister. You'll have to suffer for the rest of your life." And Man did that hurt. I've been actually fucking numb for so long, and I actually cried because of this thought. Just needed to put shit down. You can worry about me, it's up to you :/
Alright. See your guys later.
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RandomI'm a depressed bitch and have nobody to talk ho because nobody believes me or knows how to react- also my therapist said to do to this cause it might help. So yeah, and before you ask, no. I'm not ok <3
