Dear Diary,
It's a great time of dark depression, so dark I don't want to live. There seems no point I it 😕. I can't be that person and I never will. I've made some very bad decisions and choices in my life that's been so wrong and now I live with the consequences of those choices, but thats my burden.Two weeks ago I had a very bad day in deep depression and when I told K she said that I should have told her because she wanted to be a part of it but yesterday I went through a lot of depression, I was very bad then when I told K about it she blanked me. What's the point, no one is here for you, you are on your own in this life. Even your own family care little. No one gives a shit so don't kid yourself into thinking people care. When the chips are down then you will know who your friends are.