I know, it's depressing. This thought runs through my head around 10,000 times a day. It's impossible to explain how many times a day I feel like a burden. Whether it to be to my family, my friends, my coworkers, random people on the street, and especially myself. It's a constant struggle that I have to push away everyday. It's extremely tiring to continue to tell yourself that the entire world would be a better place without you. Let me tell you, it has taken some convincing some days to remind myself that I'm not actually that bad. Some days, I can't even convince myself. Those days are hard.

How do I get over it, you ask? I don't. I spend every day hoping that those thoughts don't come up in my mind. I hope and pray that I can live one day without beating myself up. My mind is my worst enemy. It's hard to escape myself some days. I just hope that over time, I'll learn to appreciate myself for who I am. I hope one day, my mind won't try to convince me that I am the worst person on planet Earth and that everyone actually hates me. As of right now, that seems like a pretty far-fetched thought, but that doesn't mean I won't try everyday to be better.

All that being said, I want to thank all my friends for being understanding when I need reassurance. Thank you for reminding me that, no, you don't hate me and no, I'm not annoying. Without you, I would be in a constant state of suffering. I would be on a constant low. Thank you for taking life with me one step at a time, and never judging me or making fun of me for needing reassurance. Most importantly, thank you for not leaving me when I needed you the most. Thank you for not thinking of me as a burden, even though I haven't been able to convince myself yet.