Relapse.
January 31, 2023.
What do I do, everything is getting bad again.
Why can I never get better?
Everyone gives up on me,
Why can't someone just stay and listent to me?
If no one wants to help me then I dont matter.
I relapse again,
I cut, purge, starve myself, drink, isolate.
Why can nothing make me happy anymore,
Not my friends, not family, not my hobbies, i'm alone.
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Deeply personal diary entry about depression, self-harm, isolation.
Dense accumulation of suffering, many distinct painful ideas compressed.
Strongly negative: despair, self-harm, abandonment, hopelessness throughout.
Intense emotional urgency; repeated questions and staccato confessions.
Approximately 10-12 lines; fits 7-15 range.
Mostly direct, declarative; minimal metaphor or ornamentation.
Pure lyric internal voice; confessional first-person monologue.
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