Rock Bottom
I would be lying if I said I was “ok” or “I’m doing fine”. The truth is I’m begging for attention from the people who could care less about me. And everyday I do something self destructive to numb the pain. I never thought it was possible to hit rock bottom, but I’m there and my legs are broken. Because is seems nearly impossible to get up and climb up this wall of depression. I need help, but I will be the last person to ever ask for it and when people offer their guidance or words of wisdom I slam the door in their face. The truth is I have heard it all and most advice sounds like mindless ignorance. I need to get out of here. Move on from this place.
