
TheSoulless
I'd like to fly but my wings have been so denied
- Jan 7, 2020
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Half an hour, and it's the day. I have suffered from depression for five years, and the 25th of September is sort of an anniversary date for me. Of course you can't have an exact date for something like depression, but a depressing event occurred on that day for me, and I like to have the date as a guideline for how long I have managed to be here.
Five years have passed. I thought I would kill myself when I was 17, I thought I'd do it when I was 18, but here I am still. It's really exhausting, but I'm just living out spite at this point.
Five years have passed. I thought I would kill myself when I was 17, I thought I'd do it when I was 18, but here I am still. It's really exhausting, but I'm just living out spite at this point.