Saturday, June 20th
8:20 PM
Sturgis, I went there today. Of course there wasn't any motorcycles, still there was a great view.
I'm boring, I love nature, and motorcycles more than man-made things! Okay?
I had another depressive episode. It didn't last long, but I nearly cried a few times. It was cause by some PMVs I watched, I do it to myself.
I hope I have good dreams tonight.
But, can I say something?
I hate it when people say, "I understand what you're going through."
You don't. You may feel similar or even the same pain as I, but you will never understand my exact pain. You will never hear those completely, secret, deep, dark thoughts I have. Those memories that constantly play on loop. The closest person that would understand is my dead twin, even then they wouldn't have 100% of my thoughts and memories.
Another thing I hate, "You're not alone."
Damnit! I wish I was. I wish I was the only one, then no one else would have to go through what I am. I could care less about being alone with my feelings, it would be better than most if not all of the human population having these feelings. I wish I was alone about this.
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