Thread:Sweet Gem/@comment-39615662-20190607184205/@comment-39615662-20190607230218

I seriously need to stop talking about my depression and anxiety on here. I just want attention, I'm sure.

But I feel like I'm going to fall. Literally. At any second when I'm walking I feel like I could fall. My vision goes black and I'm blind for a few minutes- it's scarier than it sounds. Everyone thinks I'm loud, funny, bossy, smart, and overall: happy. But I'm not. I'm sad. Empty. Lonely. I'm surrounded by so many people who could leave me in a second. I like writing, I really do- it helps get my mind off these things. But when I'm stuck? I can't. I just can't. In real life I'm stuck too many times- when I'm stuck in a story I go insane. I am insane by now.

Now, I'm probably going to be called out for starting unnecessary drama. Well, it's not my fault I can't privately chat anyone to pour out my life story. Not like you would be accepting it anyway. My life's good- really good. I'm just overly dramatic and trusting. But somehow I keep feeling more alone each passing moment. My head feels as if it's going to explode. I'm tired of being funny and bubbly. It's not me.

Nobody actually knows me- they just know what I let them know.