The days go by and so does my sanity.
I dont understand how people expect me to be so happy all the time?
I guess it's my own fault for putting on a Mask and fooling all of them.
Cant't they understand me?!?!?
Am I not painting a deep enough picture!?
I'm HURTING ......
I wish someone who isnt my significant other would atleast try.... HELP ME..
My life hurts... The pain that I Cause by being sad hurts... For a few days I'm not gonna hide it. That way I dont relapse. I'm going to act like the old me. Because If I dont being trapped will kill me. I'm not denying it anymore. I'm depressed. I need help. I need God. Lindsey if you read this. Please help me
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Its Not The Deepest Cut That Counts
Short StoryI may not cut anymore... But emotionally .... My heart is being sliced over... And over... And over