I hate talkin about how i feel sometimes as people around me find it so easy to be happy all of the time..and i will eventually start pushin people away, im already pushing people out... i just feel dreadful some days..i am grateful for a day when im happy, not paranoid and not worrying about a single thing.. i feel i need to be in constant contact with my friends just incase i may have done something wrong in between times of speaking to them.. i am driving myself crackers, i hate who i am and i sure hate who i am becoming even more so.. i have counselling but the good feeling from that only lasts a short while... is it me just making mountains out of mole hills or is this really how it is???
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