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“I smile about you I cry about you I lie about you I’m fine without you I lied that’s not true I’d die without you”
— Gnash, Tell me it’s okay
You know what sucks even more than being mentally ill? Being self-aware about it. Like you constantly know that your behavior is a problem and you know exactly what it is and exactly what’s causing it, but nobody believes you because you’re mentally ill.
“I woke up in the morning and I didn’t want anything, didn’t do anything, couldn’t do it anyway, just lay there listening to the blood rush through me and it never made any sense, anything.”
— Richard Siken (via velvetnyc)
Depression is hard. It fucking sucks. I know that not everyone understands, which makes it suck even more. You yourself might not fully understand, and that’s okay. You aren’t alone. I know a lot of people don’t want to take meds because they “don’t want to be a zombie”. I know it’s scary, and it might take a few tries before it helps, but you owe it to yourself to fight this. I know not everyone listens but you owe it to yourself to find someone who will. No, meds won’t fix everything but they will help, make things bearable again. Do this for yourself, don’t give up. I believe in you, and you’re not alone.
“I don’t know why I have to stay alive if i’m going to live forever sad…”
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“I’m lonely. And I’m lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic.”
— (via flame)
Seriously. I‘m just sick of all those lies. Am I really that unimportant that I don’t even deserve the truth??
Not gonna post or answer anything for the next days, weeks, probably months, idk.
I’m sorry.
Coming to the conclusion that nobody actually wants me or needs me. I’m unimportant and invisible. I’ll soon disappear and everything will still be the same it’ll be better for everyone, the good thing about people not caring about me