It's not very easy to act like I'm mentally okay to talk about my issues. I try very hard to be the type of person who I thought i was. I fight every day because it the right thing to do. I do things out of survival but I know that I won't get very hard. I just hope that when it ends ill be in the clear. I haven't been alright for days, weeks, months. I feel like I'm not being heard, no one sees me. No one hears me. I feel so alone, so alone that I use three to four blankets to feel warm and safe because there is no one to hug me and tell me what I should be hearing. I'm all alone everywhere. It feels like I'm drowning in all my problems. And I know that's a very cliche thing to say. But at this moment I'm breaking down more than I have ever and I want to run away. I don't want to fight anymore, I want the hurt to stop. I'm not okay, I haven't been for most of my life and I'm ready to admit that.
4-16-20
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Dear Deppresion
Non-FictionDear depression, Do you really need to be a part of my life? Alot of these notes are old, some are recent. These can be triggering so please read with care. Aside from that this book follows along with some of my most hidden and deepest though...
