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I sleep so much. Am I really that depressed? For some reason I thought I was doing better. I guess that was really only for a few days a couple weeks ago. I missed my psychiatrist appointment today, literally just remembered. I must be too good at life that I just don't need doctors... sarcasm... obviously. Its not like I want to kill myself, but I would certainly prefer not existing at the moment. I have nothing worth living for really, sadly. I live because I don't want to put my mom through the pain. I've put her through way too much already. Oh depressing lj entries how I miss thee.
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