literature

Depression

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There's nothing that people wouldn't know about because eventually the rumour would've spread by now and no info would be safe/hidden.

Look. When you close your eyelids,your eyes are still able to see. Even if your hands were icy cold,you'd still have a warm heart. Even though it were your hands that were broken,your heart would be the one to feel pain. The scars,burns and..unmentionable things would still bear no pain.

All the things you've gone through,nobody would understand. No explanations would be understood. It all goes to show how small-minded a human may be. Albeit,hormones or chemicals reacting toward one another in the process of the experimental reaction which are 'feelings'.

How much sense does it take for people to understand you?  How many counsellors?
How many hospitals do you have to go to? The treatments, appointments, medications,tests...is it worth it?

And after every moment,every single torture that you had experienced...let me tell you something. Something. VERY. Important. At one POINT,you're going to realise that nobody. And I MEAN. Nobody was ever there.

You have to be: independent,strong,intelligent,sly and everything unimaginable. Think of all the people that are going through this phase right now. Their worried expressions,restless nights,unwanted nightmares scarring them right NOW.

And you! The ever-so-fragile teenager you. What have you been doing? All this time...wallowing in your own self-pity. What has that help people with? Nothing. You're just an unwanted human being or so you call yourself.

You're a coward that doesn't know better and so am I. We drag ourselves deeper into our abyss that we made..to destroy ourselves in the end.

~The End~
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