When the littlest thing goes wrong, it brings me to a bad place.reminds me of this black cloud that's been hovering over my life. Why can't I just see it as a speed bump.instead of as a complete failure? I'm loved by many, but feel empty. Hate this
I grew up feeling this way. Still feel this way many days, but my depression cannot keep me down. I fight every. I wish for things to be easy, to be strong, and sometimes it's impossible. Sometimes I just can't.