I arrived at my boyfriend’s place and he saw that the zip of my trouser was down, that’s how he said he’s not doing again. He said I must be coming from another guy’s place. I thought it was play till he didn’t pick my call for 5 months.
in Confession
Connotare 
I have been thinking of ending it all, but I have to stay strong every time, I’m always the not giving up kind of person and right now I don’t even know myself anymore.
I can’t even come out to say I need help because nobody will believe me.
I don’t have friends.
Depression is my first name.
I’m depressed… It subsides when I take care. Nobody knows of this. I just found out my so called friends which to do me evil and was actually bold about it without hiding it. Guess what? I fell straight back, even harder than the last wave, but still I won’t kill myself. It’ll be surrendering to what I don’t even know how it began. I don’t have the strength and energy to fight it head on either but I’m taking it slowly. Breathing in and out. Recovering gradually. And praying fervently even days I can only but cry.
All these nobody knows. I still laugh but it holds no flavor as before. I Will and Must conquer…. Though I have no strength!