I Battle Self-hatred, Anxiety, And Depression

I'm crying in my bedroom. Hot steamy tears that burn my eyes and cause my hair to stick to my cheeks. I'm crying into the only thing that cuddles me, my pillow. Spooning a body pillow I'm sobbing into is now a daily occurrence.

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SW-User

Being able to get through pain day after day is significantly stronger than sticking a smile on your face and pretending everything is okay.

GamerKitten · F

@SW-User I pretend in the day, cry at night.

SW-User

@GamerKitten I know the feeling. 😕 Unfortunately, there’s no sudden cure and life goes on.

Try not to slip away, the darkness will always be waiting.