i hate who i am. i hate to be me. i hate to be inside myself. what's wrong with me that i can't be grateful for the things that are ok? what's wrong with me, that in the big scheme of things, i don't have a bad life - but still i'm utterly miserable? what's wrong with me since people say that happiness is an attitude you just have to practice? i'm a mess, and i can't even seem to make things better for myself. i can't sleep. i can't eat. i need some depression curing retreat, like yesterday. sorry for the miserableness, thanks for somewhere to cry about it.... r
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