I grew up feeling this way. Still feel this way many days, but my depression cannot keep me down. I fight every. I wish for things to be easy, to be strong, and sometimes it's impossible. Sometimes I just can't.
You don't get it okay, it's not easy for me to explain. But I'm not trying to be lazy, it's just that I'm so f*cking tired and I have no motivation to succeed and I don't even know why this life is happening to me. Sometimes this is how I feel 😞
That moment when you can actually feel the pain in your chest from seeing or hearing something that breaks your heart. Hearing about another girl was heart breaking but I did this to myself now I must live in my own pain. I lost the man I loved.