No one will ever understand.

I don’t understand why there is a point to living when no one understands the pain you feel. What is the point of enduring this endless pain just to be somewhere that you aren’t wanted, where nobody understands what you’re going through? Depression is such a daily occurrence that is has become apart of my life and my life would be somewhat strange and wrong without it. How is it that I have gotten to a place where I can’t function without it anymore? The pain leads to such a severe suffering that nothing can stop it. How did things get so bad? Well I guess I can’t hide from something that’s as much a part of me as an arm or leg, so the time has come to embrace it. I’ll let my depression dominate and control me because there is no point in fighting it when there is no worthy life left to fight for. I can only depend on myself in these troubled times and that isn’t even enough sometimes so I’ll let the depression take me wherever it pleases because it’s all I have. It’s pain will overcome an engulf me in it’s eternal and endless suffering.

Little Miss Nobody.