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I dont think people quite understand the concept of depression. Sadness, they say. If it were to be sadness, one would say i am sad instead of i am depressed. And honestly the way i would like to describe depression is a friend. That one toxic friend holding your hand chaining you down never leaving you alone making you feel incompatible with yourself making you lose all sense of happiness and freedom from within yourself Making you desperate for an ounce of love from anyone just so your heart can feel alive again Making life as a whole seem so empty Making life as a whole seem so worthless Making you as a whole so sorrowful And turning everything you knew to be, upside down.
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 5:45 PM UTC
Depression
I dont think people quite understand the concept of depression. Sadness, they say. If it were to be sadness, one would say i am sad instead of i am depressed. And honestly the way i would like to describe depression is a friend. That one toxic friend holding your hand chaining you down never leaving you alone making you feel incompatible with yourself making you lose all sense of happiness and freedom from within yourself Making you desperate for an ounce of love from anyone just so your heart can feel alive again Making life as a whole seem so empty Making life as a whole seem so worthless Making you as a whole so sorrowful And turning everything you knew to be, upside down.
Depression is one of my best friends
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 5:45 PM UTC
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