depression
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depression
ah, like fucking clockwork.
poem, tw selfharm, tw suicide, tw death and decay. ableist and sanist themes
word of the day:
Stagnation
there is nowhere to go. youve tried it all. you were the perfect silent child, you were the angsty moody teen. youve grown into a failed adult. youve slashed your wrist, you overdosed, you said straight to their faces, I. Need. Help. got sent to the psych ward, where nobody gave two shits about what you had to say. as long as your body doesnt die, your mind can kill itself all day. Stag-Na-Tion. youve stopped asking for help. youve stopped reaching out. you still cut because youre out of options, drugs become more tempting day to day. you know how they treat junkies. you know they dont like you as a person either. you know you're trapped, wether like this or that. you know they won't take your pain serious, regardless what you do. Stag-Na-Tion. you stop talking to people. you stop going out. you die every day, but most people dont care. and those who do are starting to resent your rotting stench. you can read it in their face, clear as day. "stop dying, jeez, we get it. lifes hard for us too, we cant always carry your corpse around." dead meat, dead weight. stagnation. im dying, and i have been, for years now. please dont be too sad when im finally all gone.