What happened? Where did it all go wrong?
Lies are being screamed at me, telling me that I'm okay; that I was getting better.
Maybe I'm lying to myself that I don't need help...
Fuck it.
What am I kidding?
I am fucking lying. I'm so not okay and it's literally killing me. All I do is drag down those around me because I can't fucking get help. It's so hard and I doubt it's even worth it. No one can help me.
What do I do? What do I say?
I don't want to eat. I don't want to move. I just want to sleep and slowly waste away my life until I'm nothing...
I guess the story fucking continues as my life in hell goes on.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Darkness Returns
No Ficción***Book three in the Dark series.*** I thought it was over but it never really was I guess... Three and a half years in depression... It just never seems to end... The darkness always returns...
