Sometimes I feel depressed, and I know this is sudden, but I truly feel this way at times. I have so much. Then why would I feel this way, you may ask? There’s more to depression than what most of the world thinks. I may have a lot, but I’ve lost a lot as well… I always ask myself so many questions, then answer them in the worst way possible… Read some examples below. Q: Should I give up art and animation? A: Probably. Q: Am I a last resort? A: Yes I am, and I should be grateful to even have friends. Q: Am I a good friend? A: No. You forget about your friends and make them feel horrible. Q: Will I ever find a friend group at school? A: No. No one would ever accept you into a group. You’re not worth it. Q: Am I good enough? A: You’ve never been enough, and you never will be. Not for anyone, or anything. This is what I say to myself. It has nothing to do with any of you, and it’s not me saying you think these things about me. This is what I think about myself. And it seems to be how I always will. Thanks for listening to my useless vent. -Kit
I already know that the ST is going to remove this project because scratch “Isn’t a good place to vent” SHUT IT ST I DON’T CARE. LET ME VENT AND LET ME USE THIS AS MY COMFORT ZONE.
