Dear Depression Diary,
Today I was in class when I over heard two girls taking about how one had just found a cut on the other ones hand. Something as simple as that triggered all the memories from the night to come flooding back. It was like a slap across the face. I still can't get rid of the sound of my mom yelling and crying that night. The memory has been with me haunting ever since it happens. It's been destroying me and reminding me of all the guilt and sadness.
DU LIEST GERADE
My Depression Diary
SachbücherDiagnosis: Sever Major Depressive Disorder with Recurring Episodes, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Suicidal Ideations and Tendencies ***02/21/2020*** I'm alive and genuinely okay
