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So, I don't even know why I'm doing this because it's not like anyone's gonna read it, but here goes nothing I guess.
Depression has a vice grip on my mind and it just keeps getting tighter. My mental stability is wavering in a way it never should and never has. Yes, it's been bad, but never to the point of actually not being able to get out of bed in the morning or crying because I woke up knowing I have to deal with it again and again and again.
I'm rocking the boat by writing this. The voices are bad. My anxiety is through the fucking roof. I have so many goddamned walls up, it's a never ending fucking maze that no one, not even me, can get through. Yeah I know the way, the shortcuts, the ins and outs. I'm never going to actually talk about them though. That'd be too easy.
In fact, I make it so hard to get through to me, it seems easy. I'm done doing this.
I fucking hate it. And it's not the actual depression or anxiety that I hate, it's the reaction I get from others when I talk to them about or try to talk to them about it.
If you ever get to know me, you are walking on eggshells the entire time. Why is because it's not a matter of when I let in, it's if I ever do. Because when I let people in, they always leave. I'm tired of being abandoned by everyone.
I have abandonment issues, I'm not going to cover that up. I'm used to it, people leaving me all the time, but that doesn't give you or anyone else the right to just walk out of my life and come and go as you please.
I am not a shopping mall. You can't just come back in my life whenever you need something or you're bored or you need something to do. That's not how this works.
If you are going to walk out, stay the fuck gone. Don't bother coming back. It hurts more when you do because I know you'll just leave again and I don't know if you'll even come back. It's always a surprise pop up if and when you do. Don't do that to me. Please.