I don’t understand people who are sad and suicidal and everything is great at home. (Supposing they had a family )Isnt the home root of everything? I am happy when home is good
Miserable when it aint, and usually it aint
Because sometimes it’s more than that. You can be surrounded with people who love you and care for you and still feel alone. Depression is weird. Your mind tells you that they’re all annoyed with you and that they don’t care…Your mind makes you think that you’re alone.
yeah…