The feeling that things could not possibly get worse. When you are not even as much depressed as you are angry. When you feel like destroying something and throwing things around. When you sit in class and it takes all the energy you can possibly muster to not scream or have a mental breakdown. Where you are desperately trying to just stay sane. That’s where I am now. I’m trapped. And they all hate me.
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I know the feelong but I don’t know what to do about it
Yes.
hate is just lack of understanding.
You could look at it as being free.