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monsters are real. and ghosts are real too. they live inside us. and sometimes…they win.
The absolute worst part of depression? Even tho you know you’re depressed, you’re unable to stop yourself from getting worse.
I haven’t really been feeling like myself lately. When I wake up I don’t wanna do anything. And when I get out of bed I don’t do anything. I just kind of waste my time. It’s funny because I have all these goals and ambitions but I just can’t bring myself to accomplish any of them.
I overthink because I know how replaceable I am. I’m no one’s first choice or anything special to someone, I am nothing.
Love is a lie, we’re all empty inside.
I wish I could look at myself in the mirror without being disgusted at what I see. I can tell my friends to be strong and to love themselves but I can’t do it myself. I feel worthless. Like I don’t deserve to be loved.