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Why do you do that? Why can’t you send a simple message asking for help? You need it and you know it. Why is it so difficult to ask for help? To reach out? Why is there such shame in asking for help that could mean life or death? I’m not afraid to ask for help. Truth? I hate being a burden. It’s not easy dealing with someone who is depressed and suicidal. We all know it. By reaching out, I am taking up valuable time in someone’s day. I’m taking up resources. Man, why am I such a screw up? Can’t I do anything right? You can do this.
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Hesitation? Why?
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Damnit. I need help. I want help but do I deserve it? No one seems to even notice something is wrong. Maybe….maybe this is my fate. Do exit this world as quietly as I entered? Making sure that I make a few ripples as possible? It’s decided. My worth is in death, not life.
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I believe you are more than you perceive yourself to be.
And i Feel you, it isn’t easy to ask for help.
Hell. I’ve been screaming for help since I was 5, I’m 17 now.
Just know you are not alone, and i know it has become such a cliché thing to say, “You’re not alone” ; a bit mainstream, yes, but a lie? I say nay.
You are worth more than the flowers on your casket, you are worth more than your tears you bleed, you are worth more than the moon and the stars combined, you are worth more than your nature.
So don’t you dare give up and say you are not worth anything, because I know- someday someone will know you are worth more than the universe an infinite amount of times over.
I know it’s hard, but just keep in mind; the more we fight and the more we push back- the more difficulty will be thrown in our path.
But it is very much needed, we grow a thicker shield over our hearts and souls.
We become stronger and able to fight.
Keep fighting dear angel.