sometimes your all so fucking fake it makes me sick to my stomach. None of you can say you have experienced what I have.... Liars....Turning my having depression into a fucking fashion trend to follow... But then I had to force myself to want to live. I was slowly killing myself, if I hadn't stopped, I would have seriously died. I would have been DEAD you fuckers. But I started going for runs. Running until I ran out of energy. I realize I could not depend on any one of you morons. But that would mean I had no support system. I had nothing. I didn't even have family support, they were dealing with their own problems and still are. I had no one. That is why I "shut myself off" and tell myself things that hurt me more. I've known far more than my share of hurt. Things may come in time, but all the time I feel like I would not last that long. I wake up sad, go to sleep even more sad, my whole day is spent holding it all in. Until I can't take it anymore and the tears leak out. None of you...none...know what its truly like to feel like I do every single day. I think I feel the tears leaking out now.
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