What did u/Bichlettuce draw?
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I feel horrible and depressed. One thing after another. I was starting to be better and things were looking up once I got a job and some shit together. Did not fit in there, lost my job. Someone asked me out and I went out with them yesterday and it went horribly. Hardly been productive the last two weeks just laying in bed using useless content. I don’t need to eat I sit with the hunger screaming at me and a constant pounding headache. My brain is ineffective. I feel weak and negative. I just want to cry. My emotion consumes and eats my body. I exist in this world and I don’t feel seen. I feel alone. When I am seen, I’m treated accordingly. Disrespect. I don’t want it to bother me. I want to shrug it off but I can’t help but feel it and react. I’m too sensitive. I want to go home. I don’t need to be here, I’m choosing to be here. I don’t need to live, I can simply leave. I can’t enjoy the party so why am I here. I’m here to complain and bring down the mood