I’m just done.
I dont see any reason to live anymore.
I don’t want to live anymore. Not like this.
I’m a depression / self harm blog.
If anyone ever finds it, then I have to explain everything I have been through.
But if I die before that time, I don’t ever have to explain anything
I think about loving someone else, one day in the future, but I can only see you. Because I only WANT you.
I haven’t eaten much in the past few days, not because I’m not hungry, but because I can’t bring myself to eat. When I do I feel disgusting and I feel nauseous.
I went on a date tonight, and I really wanted it to make me happy like he did, and I really wanted it to go Well. And it did, at first. But I found myself remembering and the pain came. I wonder If he noticed how much pain I’m in