is it my fault?

who am i?

Is it my fault that I’m like this?

 

When people offer me their help, I decline; feeling that they can’t connect or help me because they don’t know me. When I want help, I have no one share with. I tell myself I can go through obstacle alone, but can I? So is it my fault for pushing myself away from others when I need them the most? Is it because of myself and my doings that gave myself depression?

 

I honestly don’t know anymore.

 

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Julie_luniie
#1
Chapter 2: This is just sad.... :'(
But I like it too
tipco09 #2
Chapter 1: I like this. Well technically all real life stories never end.
I-love-kaz #3
wow its really amazing
Mikeru #4
Chapter 1: Hmmmm. Totally different than most anything else