Depressed, depressed, depressed.
Why am I always depressed. It's getting to the point where I'm honestly thinking to myself should I take the tablets, the anti-depressants. I mean sure they make you numb and your body becomes that reliant on them that you can't be happy without them but I'm rarely happy anyway, the minute I'm not with you I'm depressed.
Wouldn't it be better to be numb, than to have these feelings and thoughts everyday...
I don't know what to do. I want help... I need help... But I'm to scared to ask.
What if no-one can fix me? What if I'm beyond help...
What if where I'm truly meant to be, is locked up where I can't hurt anyone anymore... Including myself....
I don't want to face that reality, I really don't, but how can I go on being this delusional....
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