You ever just hate yourself so, so much you start yelling and screaming at yourself because you're so angry you are the way you are, then the tears start to come and your voice gets high and squeaky and you can't hold back the cracks as you just keep screaming at yourself until you physically can't anymore and then you just collapse wherever you are because you're so physically exhausted of having to do this every single day because you never learn and you never get better you only get worse and you don't even fall asleep, you're just left on the floor or the sofa or the bed or wherever you collapsed thinking over and over again about how much you really really do hate yourself and your life and that's it that's your life until the day you die which seems eerily close...
No?
Just me?
Okay...
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Poetry"The paper and pen was there for me when no one else was.." Here I'll write my own and others poems about depression. I will be writing on both English and Swedish. I don't want people to hurt them selves, I just want to write everything down. Pleas...
