I’ve been so depressed lately and I’m having trouble figuring out why. Every little thing I turn into the end if the world… I just want to be happy. Genuinely happy with no worry in the back of my mind. Maybe someday
It’s 1230am and I’m starving. I absolutely refuse to eat! My body’s gone to hell since last summer….
I don’t want to talk to anyone, see anyone, do anything… I’m ready to crawl in bed and not move the rest of the day.
I feel like if I open up to people all the time they’ll think I’m complaining, naggy, and annoying…
I’m probably one of the most insecure needy people ever…. My inner psych major says calm down this is how you push people out of your life, but my inner emotional teenager keeps winning this fight