I can't take it. I don't want to be here anymore. I screwed up once again.. like I always do, and my parents hate me, and i don't feel like my boyfriend understands he just tells me everything will be ok. He takes my depression personal. I don't know what to do with my life anymore. I hate every waking moment. I'm back in my hole and i'm being buried alive. I don't know what to do. I don't want to be here. I was finally out.. for a while, and i don't know how to get back up. I've picked myself up so many times that i feel like it isn't worth it anymore. what's the point in getting up when i'm just going to be put right back into the dirt? it's all my fault that i feel this way, and... i dunno. i gues what i'm asking is how do i find the strength to get up every morning and continue?! i just don't know anymore...please someone help me. I don't really want to die... but i do.
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