Want to know the worst part of all this? Of this fucked up depression? Is that there are moments when I feel alone and that I have no one in my corner.
When in reality, I have more love and support than I will ever know.
I just wish I saw that more.
I wish the truth wasn't buried by the dark thoughts.
I wish i could see what everyone else sees.
I wish i wasn't broken.
I wish i wasn't here.
But at the same time all I want is to be here.
To be included. To be loved.