Wulf135

So I've been struggling with depression for years, it's nothing new. But in the past, I've always had a reason, always. I always knew why I was upset, even if something wasn't wrong at that particular moment, I always knew why I was upset. But it's different now. I've got my life on the right path! I've got a good - no, a great boyfriend, I've got a job I really enjoy, a supporting, loving family, and my kitty cat. I should be so happy. But I'm not. I feel like I'm drowning, constantly. I feel like there's so much wrong, but there isn't! I don't know why I feel this way. I just want to lay on the couch under a giant blanket and never ever mov

    It's not always easy being the butt of everyone's jokes. I mean, you think you'd just be able to drown it out, but eventually, you're like, okay, why can't that deformed idiot in the back of class be the butt of your joke? What makes me so god-damned special?    It's not always easy being the last resort. You think you could just overlook it, because of the one person that wants to hang out with you more than anyone else, but let's face it. You miss your old friends after a while, and you start to wonder if it was your fault.    It's not always easy being the person you want to be. You'd think you could just be you and accept the peo

I haven't felt this way in a long time. You know what I mean. I haven't felt this scared Or lonely Or unloved... In a long time Nothing happened. I mean, I was just sitting here Thinking And BAM! All my old demons are screaming inside me again. I don't really know what made them come back I guess I stopped fighting them there for a second But I should have known better You can never stop fighting them. It's tiring, really. And now I'm having the worst night I've had Since I moved... Fucking great.