I feel really depressed and sad all the time, and like I always think about what it would be like if I wasn't even here in this world to feel all this pain. And I know that some of you are sitting there saying 'oh, she's just writing this for attention', but I don't like bottling this up for any longer. I've been hurt so many times and I just can't handle it no more. And everyday I wear a stupid smile on my face and give advice to depressed people and try to make people happy, when I really need a person to do that for me.
And when I help people and listen to their problems, I almost feel like yelling in their faces 'WHAT DO YOU THINK I FEEL?'. But I don't, because it's never about me, is it? I'm so sorry for making you read this, you probably don't even know me, and don't even care. But it feels good to write this down and know that at least someone now understands. Urgh.