I’m sitting here trying to get this feeling of desperation out of my mind. I’m struggling with this weight that’s pressing down upon me. The depression fools you into thinking it’s gone, and then it comes back for no reason. Why? I have to live like this day in and day out fighting an invisible force that I don’t understand. I hide from it, and I hide it from others, but i’m done hiding. Pills are a temporary fix, but confession: I still felt depressed sometimes. I need someone right now. I need someone to sit and watch movies with me, and just…be around when I need them. I need the true definition of a friend. I want to drown is happiness until I can’t take it anymore, and then I take another swim. Well, i’m not swimming or drowning. I’m simply sinking.
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