Dear Description Diary,
Sometimes I look in the mirror and think why doesn't anybody care about me. Why doesn't anybody notice me? Why doesn't anybody like me? Than I think would they care if I died? Would they notice if I don't talk? Would the like me if I was pretty and skinny? Would they even care, notice, or like me even then? I try my hardest to please everyone. I try to be the perfect daughter, friend, human. But I'm sorry I'm not the best daughter, because I don't get out of my room because it's the only place I feel wanted. I'm sorry I'm not the best friend, because I have trust issues and I can't help you. I'm sorry I'm not the perfect human, because I'm ugly and fat and I can't be nice all the time. I'm sorry for taking up space in this world.
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My Depression Diary
Non-FictionDiagnosis: Sever Major Depressive Disorder with Recurring Episodes, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Suicidal Ideations and Tendencies ***02/21/2020*** I'm alive and genuinely okay
