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Depression?
It's so much more than being 'sad' or hating your appearance. It's the constant suicide thoughts.. yeah, you're sad and you hate what you look like, but all you want to do is die, you don't have much of a social life, you isolate yourself from everyone. You think too much of all the things wrong with you, what you do, with your life, what you've done wrong. Anxiety adds on, not being able to breathe, the tears, the shaking, the worrying about everything. Seeing everyone around you, and thinking they're judging you. When they laugh, you automatically think it's about you. You feel so worthless, stupid, annoying, useless, that everyone would be better off without you and that no one really cares about you. The constant urges to jump in-front of cars, to cut again and again. The scars that look at and make you feel weak. You feel like you have no one and your life is a living hell. Depression is a rope around your neck and the longer you try to fight for your life, just makes the rope tighter. It's like a tornado, and once the big storms pass, you're left with the scars, the bruises, the thoughts, the sadness and the memories. The fake smiles, telling everyone you're just tired, when you're really dying on the inside. You're screaming for someone to realize and help you. Thinking no one would or could ever love you, that you're just not good enough for anyone or anything. I mean, who would love a depressed suicidal, clingy, annoying, useless, ugly girl after all?
Don't ever wish for depression, you don't want it.. Believe me. I know too well how it all feels.. and it makes your life a misery, a literal, living hell.
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