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i'm fucking depressed, seriously.
i don't want to feel anymore. i don't want to feel for anyone at all, for the rest of my entire life. all it does it break people down. i am so mentally fucking broke down, i can't think or function right, i'm completely sick of shit, i'm almost fucking done. i honestly don't know how much more i can take, of anything at all. even the small shit is getting to me, i am letting everyone and everything get to me, and i can't stop it.
i barely have anyone to talk to. sometimes one person, just isn't good enough, you need multiple people to talk to about things, because sometimes that one person you really want to talk to and spill your problems to just isn't there.
i really need that right now, and a counseller, just won't cut it, ever. i fucking hate them. my mom brought me to see one once, and all they did was make me feel like fucking shit about the person i was. and at that time, i really really didn't need that.
i'm NOT suicidal, at all, i would never, ever do something like that, but sometimes, i just wish i would stop breathing or something, make the hurt stop, you know? crying with myself, isn't good enough, i need people to be there for me.
i don't want to feel anymore. i don't want to feel for anyone at all, for the rest of my entire life. all it does it break people down. i am so mentally fucking broke down, i can't think or function right, i'm completely sick of shit, i'm almost fucking done. i honestly don't know how much more i can take, of anything at all. even the small shit is getting to me, i am letting everyone and everything get to me, and i can't stop it.
i barely have anyone to talk to. sometimes one person, just isn't good enough, you need multiple people to talk to about things, because sometimes that one person you really want to talk to and spill your problems to just isn't there.
i really need that right now, and a counseller, just won't cut it, ever. i fucking hate them. my mom brought me to see one once, and all they did was make me feel like fucking shit about the person i was. and at that time, i really really didn't need that.
i'm NOT suicidal, at all, i would never, ever do something like that, but sometimes, i just wish i would stop breathing or something, make the hurt stop, you know? crying with myself, isn't good enough, i need people to be there for me.