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Depression lies to me. It is relentless. It tells me I will always feel this way, that I’m not deserving of help, that I am a burden, a waste, that my life is thoroughly hopeless.
CuratedSojourners | May 11, 2017
Depression lies to me. It is relentless. It tells me I will always feel this way, that I’m not deserving of help, that I am a burden, a waste, that my life is thoroughly hopeless.