|Major Depression:||Very High|
|Seasonal Affective Disorder:||Very High|
|Take the Depression Test|
My best fraaaaan. Watching pretty little liars. #cute #loveher #bestfriend #crazyhair
I honestly can’t tell if I am here or not, real or not. Am I anything? Do I matter? Am I of any importance to anyone anymore? I feel so worthless. I haven’t had a somewhat positive feeling or even thought in the fast 24 hours. I really just want to dissipate. My anxiety is increasing rapidly with every second I keep sitting here. I hate you. Fuck you for making me feel so unimportant tonight.. especially tonight. Fuck myself for letting all this shit not only get to me but take over and control me. I keep seeing the scene replay in my head perfectly. I will excuse myself from the room to go sit.. you will nag and ask where I’m going as if you hadn’t been ignoring me for someone you hated two days ago in the past half hour at least. Invisible. Yet how silly of me. How can I ever feel loved let alone be loved when I can’t stand every piece of this gruesome disgusting body and soul. It’s time for me to sit a contemplate how deep this pain really cuts.
I don’t know what to say. Ranting and yelling. But I don’t know whether to feel guilty or ignore it. That just leaves me here feeling awkward..
You better all fucking reblog this.
I got to reblog this, it’s true
This may be the most important thing I’ve ever had on my blog.
This actually brought me to tears
Thank you. Honestly finally not one of those obnoxious kids telling me they love me and love life nd shit lol hmu anytime