Madelaine

I’m just so. F**king. Tired.

I can’t let anyone know how bad I’ve gotten

I literally have severe depression it’s not my fault I can’t be fucking happy

It’s so hard to be excited for a birthday when I haven’t wanted to be alive for so many years..

I keep fucking up by falling in love with the wrong people

So deeply exhausted

It’s amazing how you can just move out and live by yourself and talk to people less and almost people won’t even know you’re struggling so fucking badly, literally no one will know unless you let them and you can just be so so alone, no wonder so many people leave this lonely world

I’m already way too suicidal WITHOUT all this shit going on like , ah ha ha , come on

It’s easier to let the depression swallow me whole than to continue fighting it

Seasonal depression plus regular is drowning me

I can’t wait to live on my own so I will at least have a reason for feeling so lonely

I’m so tired of being alive, it’s purely so exhausting

Too often the little moments of happiness cloud our judgement

I’m so tired of being fucking crazy

I’m so tired of things being more expensive for me because I’m under 21 or on my own plan for shit when none of my siblings have to deal with this