Accept it…

I have learned that when you feel down… Really down and almost out, try to accept your depression. For me, when I accepted it (in a way), for about a week I was happy, nothing mattered. A whole week of happiness, only problem is, getting back on my drug called depression, I ended up feeling worse. I read something for the California High School Exit Exam Test practice(CAHSEE) and it said. There should be a day where you tell everyone not to bug you. Prepare your clothes and everything so you can just do whatever the he’ll you want. Walk to the stores, go window shopping and whatever don’t buy anything, go to the park and look at the scenery and then the next day, you go back to the shithole society. Once a month or if you can every 2 weeks. Now I accepted it for a while and then felt worse, but what’s the point, you might ask. Well, why do you cut, why do you do drugs, drink, smoke, smile??? To feel better, even though you will feel like shit afterwords, who cares? Just feel happy for at least a day, try not to go for drugs and alcohol, if you can something more productive. I’m a hypocrite, I don’t listen to my own voice, my own texts. I hope you get something out of this… One day of carefree feeling. Turn off your cell phone. Tell your boss you can’t work just that day, tell family and friends (you do have some, shut up and think who is your friend… I’m your friend) that you will be away for a day…..