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It's 5am and I havent' slept all night. I am now crying over BTS Lost because it reminds me of my old self, my old city, my old friends. I listened to it walking to school and I was such a different person back then...
I'm can't stop crying.
I've juts been diagnistocated severly depressed and I will have a meeting with a psychiatrist next week and I am so scared. I saw a post on Instagram earlier saying "you have the right to refuse being weighed" but no I can't. I don't want to be weighed. I am so scared. I am scared of myself at that point, because I deny it and I tell myself that I'm over it and that everything is okay but I know that deep down I have those suicidal thoughts eating me. I think about killing myself every fucking night. But I won't do it right? I have a little sister. I have a girlfriend.
I know they love me, it's a fact. But... Do they love me? My brain keeps telling me nobody fucking cares, nobody loves you, you are a dissapintement, you are not even that sick you don't deserve help. You're fat, not skinny enough, eat less, eat fucking less you cow. And I can't fucking take it anymore. I can't open up to people I love, I don't want to hurt them, so I avoid them and dissapoint them, and the only way I can express this is through wattpad, because I don't know anyone here. I know my girlfriend will probably see this, but maybe she won't. I have a friend that I miss dearly that will probably read this, but she won't. I hope she is well... I love her, and I hope she can recover better than me.