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plumsadness
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So, for about two months now, my mood has changed dramatically and I've lost interest in many things. I don't know if it's depression or not, I had bouts like this before in the past but not for this long.
- College is not what it's cracked up to me, in truth I hate it and don't see much of an outcome from it. Also, I'm so sick of being reminded about this group chat that I didn't sign up for. I'm not interested in making friends or whatever because with my luck, they'll just leave and stab me in the back off the school chat. It's different here and in these Discord servers I'm in, I doubt I'll see anyone outside of them plus nobodies looking for anything from me.
- I hate drawing, it's just a chore and I'm not good at it at all. I used to love it and it comforted me but now, it just frustrates the hell out of me. The only reason I'll draw is for college, I'm going for a graphic design degree.
- I've come to the realization that not only do I hate my family, I generally don't care about any of them. I'm just the servant/pet feeder, nobody has ever given a damn about me but I'm suppose to care about their problems. I don't think so, that naïve person they once knew has grown up and doesn't want to hear it.
- College is not what it's cracked up to me, in truth I hate it and don't see much of an outcome from it. Also, I'm so sick of being reminded about this group chat that I didn't sign up for. I'm not interested in making friends or whatever because with my luck, they'll just leave and stab me in the back off the school chat. It's different here and in these Discord servers I'm in, I doubt I'll see anyone outside of them plus nobodies looking for anything from me.
- I hate drawing, it's just a chore and I'm not good at it at all. I used to love it and it comforted me but now, it just frustrates the hell out of me. The only reason I'll draw is for college, I'm going for a graphic design degree.
- I've come to the realization that not only do I hate my family, I generally don't care about any of them. I'm just the servant/pet feeder, nobody has ever given a damn about me but I'm suppose to care about their problems. I don't think so, that naïve person they once knew has grown up and doesn't want to hear it.