So, a few hours ago I texted my friend "I can't tell if middle school was the best or worst thing to happen to us." It clearly was the worst thing to happen to us. Anxiety has been digging me deep into a hole of depression. My friend has clearly become the most depressed in the time we've been separated. We can no longer chat to each other which has made me cry way more often than I should. Overall a big part of me is not what it used to be. Part of me has suicidal thoughts while the other part has kept me happy and sane. I realize I'm not very happy with myself. No one's happy with themselves. On the inside we all want to die. Anywho thanks for reading my depressing post ♡