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noname223
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- Aug 18, 2020
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My dad always tells me you have to go out and meet new people. Today I was at a group meeting of people who try to work despite mental illness. Everybody seems to have a plan, have partners and don't always think about suicide as me. Actually I know I don't really belong there because I cannot work. But I am still trying to work. When I was there I tried to be positive. Don't show my desperation and I succeeded. However I hate to play as if I was happy. People who work have to do this always. This must be so hard. I utterly hate my life. After those events I am even more depressed. But noone acknowledges that. I am so sick of everything I see my suicide coming. It is not the right time for that. However after 9 years of suicidal thoughts I am just so full of it. I never want to leave my room because I am just so ashamed of my existence.