Jozir, my dear friend, you’re weird.
Sleep. Sleeping is the only time i can forget everything. My depression, why I’m depressed, everything really. I wake up.. There they are again. I try to do things too make myself happy & to take loads off my mind but i always seem think about them again. They won’t go away. I pretty much constantly think about them, which makes me even more upset. I wanna crawl under a rock & die some days. I hate life. Mines pathetic. Ugh. There are some days where i sit down & cry, because i don’t know how to handle it.
