I Think I’m depressed

I have just realized that I have no one I can talk to this about, but I need to get it off my chest.
It’s not a sad feeling, some days I’m okay, some days I’m angry. And days like today it’s like I’m worthless and empty, I can’t seem to shrug the negativity off no matter how hard I try, I cry, and weep to myself over nothing.
I can be okay or alright but never happy or great.
I often find it hard to find a reason to get up in the morning, I just want to lay there and not go out into the world no matter the day, the weather, the time.
I can’t find a reason to want to be here.
I just want to sleep, forever.
My parents don’t understand me, my so called friends don’t either.
I cant explain the feelings.
But it’s like everything blurs
And I have to force a smile these days.
I am so alone, even when I’m around friends im so different I don’t fit in.
I try at everything, and I always fail.
Everything falls apart in my life.
And I just need someone to talk with.
I wish I could count on someone to help me.
I don’t feel good anymore, like something has sucked the color out of my life.

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Wednesday Jan 1 @ 07:20am




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