Hi,
I'm no longer doing not so good.
I'm now officially doing bad.
pity, my mom doesn't seem to understand what depression means.
Her boy friend is taking her side.
And my Father has no clue, what the hell is going on.
I think i'm just gonna have to,
take a picture.. of a potato ..
thats been cooked and then burst out of it's skin
in the microwave while laying in a puddle of jelly.
And tell them,
this is.. how my brain feels.
For all i know, this is exactly how it looks.
Do you now understand,
why i can no longer draw anything that feels right?
Do anything right!
Or even say anything right?
Yes?
ty.
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