I'm scared
Despite what people are seeing in me, I think there is something wrong with me.
I don't know why I am having these thoughts when my life has been nothing but good to me. And I'm scared.
I'm adamant of seeking professional help because I don't want my loved ones to worry. Me knowing that I worry them makes me feel all the more stressed. There's no reason for me to even think about it. Nothing at all.
I keep myself busy and entertained. I'm contented with what's going on.
I have to say it. Sometimes I'm thinking about smashing my car into some random wall or tree to just end it. And it's becoming more frequent these past few weeks.
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