I Have Something On My Mind
Nobody needs to read this. But I'm drowning in depression again. Loneliness, worthlessness, hopelessness, it's all there. Sometimes I wish I could just stop being a coward and end it all, but it's simply not worth the effort. I want to be wanted but only ever hear "you'll find someone eventually", which is about as flippant as any rejection ever is. I'm little more than a casual, throwaway friend, someone who will just get forgotten when a better offer comes along. I get attached to others far too easily, and then am somehow surprised when they push me away. The worst part is that I should be used to this by now, yet I keep falling for my own stupidity.
But it's not like I matter all that much anyway, so no doubt the only person who reads this will say something akin to "get over yourself", which is so inane as to be utterly meaningless.
But it's not like I matter all that much anyway, so no doubt the only person who reads this will say something akin to "get over yourself", which is so inane as to be utterly meaningless.