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Being depressed is my pain. I never thought I would be here. I thought I was okay. I thought I was recovering. Turns out I’m relapsing. People think I’m okay. I though I was okay. How wrong were we all. Living hurts. I wish it would just end. But I still care, to care for people. Maybe I still care for myself and still want to live, but I am just so sooo tired. I miss all the good moments, the smiles I had, the love I felt, the freedom I lived. Now, it’s as if I’m a fish stuck in a plastic, bought, left, lost, waiting for the air to run out.

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  • Hey. I know it isn’t easy. But if it was getting better before, you can get there again. Hold on ok? And spend time with people you love

    Anonymous January 9, 2019 9:50 pm Reply

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