It’s that feeling kicking in, again, like you’re the most worthless piece of crap and nobody will be there for you.
Everyone around me is content with their life, maybe not happy but content enough not to need some depressive ***** stepping up on their sad-feelings-free turf. And that moment you despise those people, those who don’t have to deal with all that stuff; People loving how things are in their head, in their entourage. But you also feel sorry, sorry for you needing those people close to my heart to lend a shoulder to cry on. You’re not doing this […]