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i quit therapybecause i knew there was
something seriously wrong with me
and i was terrified of
losing it.
i am nothing but my sadness;
take that away from me
and all you have is a broken shell,
and that's just disappointing.
i'm sorry.
my insides are hollowed out now,
except for a black mist
that lets me pretend i'm really alive--
i passed the test,
as long as you do not touch me
you cannot see that i am not
whole.
[i cannot believe you love me, so please don't touch me. you will only end up leaving. my heartbreak is inevitable.]
Comments: 9
The idea of being scared of losing the thing that's wrong with you... I didn't know I was the only one who'd felt that way before.
Bad things that have happened to us make us who we are as much as the good things. I suppose it's only natural to not want to lose a part of who you are.
Someone once told me that it's bad things that happen to us that make us good people.
Sorry for the ramble, but your poem made me think. (And that's a good thing 
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No need to ever apologize for the ramble! I love it when thoughts are sparked from something I wrote, so please, no need to be sorry!
Yeah. You're not alone--I think it might be more common than you realized. Which is sad, but true.
I'm glad my words made you think! C:
Thank you for this <3
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Wow.
This is the story of my life.
Or rather, my life with depression.
Thank you so much for writing it.
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I hope you hang in there, darling.
Things can get very, very difficult. I'm here if you need anything.
Thank you. x
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There is more to us than this clinging sickness
But sometimes it does not feel like it
Thank you for sharing your lovely work
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Thank you for enjoying it (:
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