“It’s NORMAL to be sad sometimes.
Why bother? Because so many people care about you, and love you more than anything and I for one know I couldn’t live a single day without you after being with you because I KNOW nothing or nobody will EVER make me feel the way you do.
Depression is something that happens, it’s a sickness that eats away at you and there isn’t always a reason but I hope you know that you can always talk to me about it.
I wish you wouldn’t think that I think you’re “whinging” or bothering me, I want to help you with whatever you’re facing because in my mind your problems are mine too. You’re happiness is my happiness and if you’re upset I’ll help you through it with everything that I have because I love you more than I could’ve ever imagined I could love someone.”
I told her how I feel and after all this I STILL feel the same way I do? What the FUCK is wrong with me, please someone fucking tell me because I’m so fucking close to shooting or overdosing on something.
I hate myself.