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I’m writing this just because I’m sitting flicking through my dash and some of the posts are making me sick to my stomach.

The idea that to qualify as having depression you’re not allowed to talk about it, that if you don’t attempt to hide your self-harm scars then you’re ‘just…

A-FUCKING-MEN

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I can’t do this anymore. Everyone close to me ends up hurting me and leaving me, when they told me they never would. All I ever do is sit around being depressed. I’m sick of this. I’m sick of everything. I honestly don’t know how much longer I can stick around and put up with this shit. I really don’t.

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press me.