But the one thing you won't take away from me is my PRIDE. No one does that and gets away Scott free. Fuck you depression, you scaredy fuck. Come out and be an ACTUAL disease like the rest of them, loser. Wanna tell me to kill myself? How about you kill me yourself, dick? 

I'm done letting this piece of shit disease rule every aspect of my life. And it's not even that strong. The moment I decided to get up from my bed and do something about my life it couldn't fight back. What a weak and pathetic disease. Makes me wonder if it was a REAL disease at all. 
I'm gonna workout and exercise until not one drop of that fucker exists in my body. I've had enough. Cowards deserve to die, and this one is on the top of the list.
 
Where does my anger end and the motivation to get better begin? Aah those two are seperated by a very thin line, and that line is called my boiling point. To everyone suffering from this piece of disease, you have my help. You have my respect. You can do it too. You can come out of this. All of us deserve to be happy and normal, even if a lot of you might disagree rn. Go forth and eradicate this bitch. I have faith in y'all.