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“Sure you’re there physically, as a being, but the you that I knew to be mine isn’t… The you who loved me to no end and loved being with me and hated leaving and would hold me tight for no reason and wouldn’t let go and made stupid excuses to hold my hand and promised me forever and would tell me all these wonderful things he thought about us and our future and he wouldn’t mind staying up all night to talk about nothing and he thought all the things that I hated about myself were cute and he made me want to like them too and he made me feel so important and loved and beautiful and now nothing is the same and I feel left out and I’m starting to hate all those things again and I feel like I’m annoying to be around and too difficult to love and that me being around all the time is inconvenient for you and I feel like everything good about me has been torn apart and I don’t know what to do.”

My Depression: What do you have to live for?

Don’t let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they’re bored and step on you when they’re done. Be like drugs, let them die for you.