stories
you're not alone
June 26, 2021I've been through depression years ago. I've always felt sort of apart, like I didn't belong anywhere, like no one really liked me, not enough, not like I liked them. It was even worse during depression. And now, I'm slowly accepting that I am wrong. Yes most people don't like me as much as I like them, but I'm weird. And they do like me, and there are indeed there for me, anytime. So when I'm in doubt, or when I just feel like it cause it's pretty, I wear my bracelet and I try to picture their faces and remember that I am not alone.