Hm...Well, I don't think I'm depressed, but everyone seems to think I am. All I can think about is the night my dad died. I swear I herd him call my name, and I didn't do anything about it. At least his last words to me were 'I love you' I don't have to live with the kind of guilt my sister deserves for wanting him to die that day. I spend a good 20-22 hours a day in bed asleep. I haven't taken my iron pills in nine months. I'm emotionally unstabble. I graduated, but who's going to hire a freak like me...I'm worthless.
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