I feel lonely so incredibly quickly. It's pathetic. I'm way too clingy. I should be able to cope with a few hours alone, damnit. When I'm alone there's no one to argue against the voices in my head that make up my depression. They get to me extremely quickly. I hate being alone now, even though I'm an introvert who used to crave alone time before. As an aside, when I typed "I hate" up above there, my fingers automatically typed the word "myself" just after it, because apparently I type those three words together so often that it's instinctual. I am a mess. I hate myself. I hate how quickly I get lonely. I am pathetic.
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"Do not be deceived, Wormwood. Our cause is never more in danger than when a human, no longer desiring, but still intending, to do our Enemy's will, looks round upon a universe from which every trace of Him seems to have vanished, and asks why he has been forsaken, and still obeys." -CS Lewis, the Screwtape Letters
Teen with (probably severe) depression
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