This is sad because this is how depression works . No one notices , cares , or even gives a shit until your laying dead cold in a fucking casket. Then "you were so beautiful" "smart" and "everyone loved you.
i hate this feeling. i hate feeling like i will never be good enough for anyone. i hate crying for hours. but most of all, i hate you because you make me feel this way but I'll never be good enough for you.