Right.

I have a blog. I have facebook.

I can't write this on either of those, because people I know - actually, physically know - read them. But it needs saying. I need to say it.

Things are shit, and I'm not handling it that well.

I don't know what's wrong with me. Doctors don't know what's wrong with me.

My social life is dying, slowly and I don't know what to do about it.

Depression - a problem I thought I had beat - is back with a vengeance. I'm crying. Right this second. More now I've typed that last sentence.

I don't want to go back to my parents. I really don't want to, but I need to do something.

It's just lonely. And I hate crying.

There are three people whom I trust, and it turns out I can't trust any of them. One of them, I don't even know why I trust. It's a mini-heartbreak every time I don't hear back.

I'm having a shit day. And there's no one I can tell, and nowhere I can say it but here.

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  • edit my world.
    January 27

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    i understand, seriously. and talking helps esecially with people you don't know very well. and i know how many people are goin to say "i'm always here if you need to talk" because they 'understand'
    i get the feeling, the feeling like if you talk to your so called friends they're going to betray you and talk about you, or not even want to help you. or to go to your parents and they treat like you're under quarintine and are afraid that tiny things will set you off. and crying the crying is unforgetful. you cry at the most random times, when you're walking when you're writing when you're venting. when you hear certain words or songs that make it worse.

    lifes awful and that is all i know but it will be okay, always will be, though it may take some time, but it will be okay.

  • Klayer
    January 27
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    I'm here for you. You dont need to suffer alone. If you need to chat talk to me ok.
    xxx

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