the lies. The promise that things would get better. The belief that someone understood or cared. I knew better. I was still dumb enough to hope
why is it when I say I need life to get better than this to not be this empty I get yelled at and called selfish
i have never been this depressed or truly suicidal. When I explain my feelings I get told I’m driving people crazy. Really. That’s their response to my legit cry for help.
i can’t do it any more. I need more than the nothing I have or I’m done,