My depression is really bad to me at the worst times. When I'm trying to sleep I get the feeling to cut. When I'm feeling "happy" I wonder why I am because I don't deserve happiness. Sometimes I just want to end it all, but I cant. I can't because if I do then everyone I love and care about will have depression to and I can't do that to anyone. Everyone try to help, but I know it's not for me. Right now everyone is happy when I am. I'm sorry I shouldn't waist your time with me being a wimpy baby.
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RandomI'm sorry whoever has chosen to read my problems and actually try to cheer me up but don't because I'm a sorry excuse for a human
