I feel unwanted.
I feel hated.
I feel ugly.
I feel stupid.
I feel ashamed.
I feel empty.
I feel lost.
I feel weak.
I feel helpless.
I feel hopeless.
I feel dead.
I feel tired.
I feel like a fu** up.
I feel like a failure.
I feel angry.
I feel sad.
I feel depressed.
I feel fat.
I feel clumsy.
I feel like a mess.
I feel heavy.
I feel…Unwanted.
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Depression sucks! I’m thirty years older than you, in a completely different stage of life, and I could have written every one of those statements today.
Tonight, I’m ending it. So I don’t have to feel those things anymore.
@RheaMartin, it wasn’t too long ago, perhaps a couple of day, that I saw you post some poetry about being strong and wanting to go on. What happened?