Thought Forty Eight
Hello, everyone.
Before I start this, I will just like to say that this talks about depression and anxiety. Read with caution, loves.
Anyway...I'm going to tell you story.
Back in May, I became friends with five people. These people became my closest friends and I couldn't be anymore grateful.
Then in a few months, another person was added and another few months passed and we added yet another person.
And I loved it.
But I never knew how much this chat would have both made me emotionally and mentally exhausted.
First of all, I thought I had everything I needed in that chat. Now I feel like I'm only there as someone who has to be there.
It sucks.
Second of all, I felt like I was part of a family that made me happy and loved. Now I feel like the cousin that everyone dreads to see/talk to yet they feel obligated to talk to them.
And lastly...
I felt like I was found, but now I feel like I'm lost. All those feelings I had that were positive because of the chat are now negative because of the chat.
I feel like I'm overreacting and extraggeraring, but I guess that's what happens when your mind is full anxious and sad thoughts that are determertial to me and anyone else who feels lonely or ignored in that chat.
Do I feel sorry for leaving that chat?
No, I do not.
I really don't.
My mental health comes first and if there is a chance that I have anxiety and/or depression (my mom has anxiety and depression and my grandma has depression), then being in that chat will not be good for me.
At all.
There is, however, a chat that makes me feel loved, not ignored. These four amazing people are my angels and I am so thankful for them. There are also two others from the chat that I talked about that are angels, even if I don't talk to them a lot.
I will not regret leaving that chat, I won't.
I refuse to do so.
And I am not sorry for it.
And that is good for me.
Remember that I love you all.
-Maddie🐶💕🎤
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