i’m really tired of freaking out over money and school and stuff and i’m tired of being sad and i’m tired of looking and feeling like a little girl and sometimes i just wish a car would hit me on the way home so i don’t have to deal with anything anymore
I’m still depressed, but how depressed I am varies, which is good. Much of the time, it’s a comfortable numbness that just makes things feel muted. Other times, I’m standing in the shower or something and I can feel the nothingness hurtling toward me at eight thousand miles per hour and there’s nothing I can really do aside from let it happen and wait until it goes away again.
i need someone to come over and cuddle me and tell me everything will be alright