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.
I miss the girl that made everyone happy and didn't self-harm, wasn't suicidal. I miss the girl that had tons of friends. I miss the girl that didn't need cheering up because she was always happy. I miss the girl who used to be me.
Sadness…u don't love me huh? You didn't love her. You just didn't want to be alone. Or maybe she was good for your ego. Or, or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life but you didn't love her. Because you don't destroy people you love.
I don't know what it was that made me love you and I don't know what it is that made you hate me. I will never forget the way you made me feel like I was everything. And I will never forget the way you made me feel like I was nothing. Perfect for B