I wonder does it bother people when I tell the truth as I see it? When I can say that I am sad, depressed, suicidal and mean it. Does it make people not want to listen? To not read of my pain, and to better understand something that they may not ever go through? Does it disturb people to realize that not everyone is living the perfect life. Does it scare them?
Do they even care?
I doubt it. I feel like I have “friends” just so people can busy themselves with what I’m doing when it suits them or when they are bored.
When I need help, when I’m drowning, it seems like they don’t care.
It hurts. It’s less and less each day that passes….I suppose that’s a blessing.
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