It’s funny. An awful lot of my depression comes down to people hating me.
And yet I have people who love me.
It feels odd.
I love them, but I don’t feel they should love me.
I am not worth their love.
It’s funny. An awful lot of my depression comes down to people hating me.
And yet I have people who love me.
It feels odd.
I love them, but I don’t feel they should love me.
I am not worth their love.