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3 months ago


So I had just wrote something and stupid me deleted it all. That action pretty much sums up what I had wrote. I was just blabbering on about how life keeps taken a turn for the worst. 2020 was meant to be a year of change for me, as it probably was for a lot of people. I thought things were finally looking up but here I am, alone in my room depressed. I’m at the level of depression where it’s like a new mole on my body. I’ve learnt to adapt to it. I know I should seek help, which I have done many times in the past but something always seems to get in the way.