ForensicallyAware
Specialist
- Feb 10, 2020
- 314
I know it's awful but when I'm among people the hate and resentment I feel is immense.
I hardly talk , because my depression is deep and like a knife in my head .
I observe people and their relatively carefree lives and social lives and the way they chatter away and it's hard not to feel angry that I'm excluded from all this.
I feel the only way to avoid these feelings is to live a life of isolation.
Increasingly I feel a person must have a thick skin just to exist in the real world.
What a finely tuned hell we have created.
I hardly talk , because my depression is deep and like a knife in my head .
I observe people and their relatively carefree lives and social lives and the way they chatter away and it's hard not to feel angry that I'm excluded from all this.
I feel the only way to avoid these feelings is to live a life of isolation.
Increasingly I feel a person must have a thick skin just to exist in the real world.
What a finely tuned hell we have created.