I have no family, no father, just a stupid mother. This doesn’t bother me, never had a family or father so I’m not missing it.
I’m in a good school, I have friends, I have goals, I have hobbies, I go to the gym.
I write very dark poems, make melancholic songs on my guitar. When I hear ”emo” music (king for a day by pierce the veil always) I start crying, and it feels good?
I help people with very hard lifes, now I’m helping a girl that has been raped and abused by her dad and her steph dad, she has a speed addiction, she cuts and is in psychiatry now.
I just broke up with my girlfriend and I hurt her really bad, I know what she’s going through now and thinking about it makes me feel guilty, (not heartbroken).
So why am i depressed? Is it something I’m not concious of? Is all of this too much for a 17 year old? I feel empty at times, i feel like crying at times, i think about cutting somethimes. (i never do cut, i know that doesnt change anything)
Is the girl I’m helping fucking me up somehow? I don’t think so, not that i’m not empathic but i really dont think so.