I hate depression–the endless amount of pain.
Can’t handle it.
I’m afraid to fail.
Wish there was a cure.
Extreme sorrow.
Brokenness.
No words can express.
Just emptiness.
A.C.T Sadness in Everyday Life
- July 16, 2015, 6:18 a.m.
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