I hate this feeling but it won’t leave me. I feel like I’m the only one who’s depressed but I know I’m not alone. Its hard because everyone around me doesn’t understand how I feel. My heart is aching, the pieces are breaking. The past just plays on repeat in my head. So much changed and I can’t accept that. Every time I think back to when I was happy my chest feels like its crumbling up. It honestly hurts just to think about how life used to be. I remember when I was happy. I’m not happy. I pretend to be. Its hard to tell people how I feel. All I want is someone to cuddle me so I can tell whats on my mind. I feel so heartbroken and lonely. I want this all to end. When will it end…?