Everyday I  battle against depression it whispers to me that I don't matter to anyone.

Anxiety tells me I'm just a burden to everyone.

My doubt  tells me to give up & that's I'm worthless.

My insecurity tells me I'm not beautiful.

My doubt tells me I will never be loved because I'm unlovable.

Depression makes me doubt & question if I should even be alive anymore.
My mind tells me I deserve to feel numb