I suffer with depression. There are good days and then there are really bad days. I don’t feel good enough, pretty enough, or smart enough. I don’t like anything about myself. Things that should make me happy don’t. There are days I’ve cut myself. There are days I want to die. I don’t like being this way. I want to be like everyone else. I want to be happy.
I was dying to
That I didn’t need
to try so hard to be perfect,
That i was enough
it was okay
I’m getting better. He makes me happy, but he doesn’t fix me. There are days where it still gets really bad, and although he tries to help me through it, it’s still pretty rough. But I’m definitely trying to get better! Thanks for asking ❤️
No he’s Asian! But with that fake mustache that he wanted to wear he looks Mexican :P