Dear Depression Diary,
I'm addicted to emotional pain. I've been getting better. It's like I'm coming closer to the light at the end of all the darkness. But I guess I panic because I go back to the darkness. I think it's because since I can remember I've lived on the dark side. My life goal has been to get revenge and make his life a living hell. But I don't see the point in revenge anymore. It's like I don't see the meaning of life but I don't want to harm those around me. My life modo has always been an eye for an eye. It's like I don't have a reason to exit anymore. I'm lost in this world. It's like I need the pain and hatred to feel like I exist. I've survived in this world only to get revenge on him but now I don't want revenge. I've lived in the darkness the for so long that I don't know how to live in the light anymore.
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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
