I’m still here. 

I’m still depressed, but I don’t think I’m suicidal at all. My therapist told me that some people sleep when they’re depressed. So I did, and I feel a little better. Still, I feel alone and unwanted and I don’t feel like existing today. 

Maybe this is a dream. Maybe all of it is a dream and I haven’t woken up yet. I sure hope so.  

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