sometimes i get so fucking sick of people any time i talk about my depression to be like "omg just go to therapy". like i know that i probably need to go to therapy but any time i mention my mental illness and that's the only thing anyone ever says to me it just makes me feel like oh okay. guess i can't open up about literally anything anymore. i don't even think i'm trying to get therapy from said friends i just want them to listen because i'm so used to bottling everything up. not to mention my negative experiences i've already had with therapy that makes me super apprehensive to even try it. like at this point i don't think therapy can fix that i'm just lonely down to my fucking core and that my fucking bones ache and i fuck up literally every friendship and relationship i have in the end until i'm alone and isolated again like deadass whatever i may as well be dead










