I feel so empty sometimes. Like I'm never going to have a good life. Like I'm never going to be good enough to make you love me. It's getting worse too. I feel empty all the time. I feel like a piece of me is missing. The piece that was happy. The piece that was loved. The piece that deserved to live. The piece you could count on no matter what. Know all that's left is me and the piece that no one cares about. The piece that's always worrying about stupid things. The piece that no one notices or bothers to see. The piece that is so broken, no one bothers to help pick it up. I am now that piece, but no one notices. They all think I'm the happy piece. They don't bother to realize that I'm not either. No one knows how empty I am, so they make it worse by dragging me headfirst into their problems. I used to listen to sad songs and it would be a mystery to me how it feels. Now I listen to them and feel understood. I used to see depression and anxiety as a foreign. Now I can relate. Now I understand. And it's killing me. I used to be positive in the worst of times. Now I'm always the complete opposite. And it hurts that no one realizes.
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The things I wish I could say
RandomWow... I don't know what to put here. I guess this is a "book" about my thoughts? (not really though. If it were about my thoughts, it would be waaaayyy too weird.) It's really just a book about some thimgs I realllllly wish I could say to certain p...
