Sometimes I go through periods in which things actually go my way. But I'm starting to realize that was all an illusion. Sad just feels right.
I wish I could have a nice body, I wish I could get rid of this relentless acne, I wish I didn't have epilepsy, I wish I could drive, I wish I could go out and party with friends,
I wish I could graduate on time. Realizing I can't change anything (other than body) just reminds me that I'm constantly depress and life sucks.
People say "you're just feeling down!" and "it's a permanent solution for a temporary problem," but the problem isn't temporary.
I can appear happy, sometimes so well that I think I *am* happy, but every time, for so long I've been thinking "This life sucks.
And I'd love to make change, but I don't have control over the things I wanna change. Why would I want to experience so many more years of pain?"
Sorry I'm ranting, I just needed somebody to talk to but I lost all my friends when they found out I have epilepsy. I used to be so extroverted but now I just hole myself up in my room all day.
Hope your day/life is better than mine!