Mental illness has ruined my fucking life, don’t ever tell me that it’s a choice
I realised there was no point of telling anything to anyone . Everyone is so full of themselves that they don’t happen to care about whatsoever you tell them.
People only care or remember about what is important to them , it is as simple as that .
Wrote it because I was sick as hell the whole week and no one happened to ask me how I am , and no one asks me how I am until I ask them first , I am always the first person to ask and it’s always that way.
