Never add to the stigma of mental illness,
it isn't something that is easy to cope with.
It makes you believe lies about yourself, and
your loved ones, and sometimes it makes you
ache so incredibly much that it's all you can
think about. And it made me afraid to let anyone
in, because why would I be depressed? Nothing's
wrong. But I still want to kill myself because I
feel too much. And the worst part about it is I
wanted to get help, but my pride wouldn't let me.
I'd rather collapse with this note than have a doctor
attach me to a label, permission for my family to
discredit me. I believe every horrible thing ever
said about me and I believe every bad thing I've
imagined should come true to me. And I believe
you should forget me, and that I'll never be healed.