I donâ€™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 arenâ€™t wanted, where nobody understands what youâ€™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 canâ€™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 canâ€™t hide from something thatâ€™s as much a part of me as an arm or leg, so the time has come to embrace it. Iâ€™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 isnâ€™t even enough sometimes so Iâ€™ll let the depression take me wherever it pleases because itâ€™s all I have. Itâ€™s pain will overcome an engulf me in itâ€™s eternal and endless suffering.
Little Miss Nobody.