I realized something. Rather, I came to an epiphany.
I do not deserve help. And I’m sorry for not realizing that earlier. I do not deserve help because I am not depressed. Because let’s face it, my issue is small. It’s not real. Not in a way like people know depression is. I have no reason to feel this way. And it shows. Noone cares. I know it. They know it. I. Don’t. Deserve. Help. My parents know it. All I needed to do was to take pills. I’ll get better. But I don’t. Why? Because I’m useless. I can’t get better because I haven’t made […]