Due to a recent [my college] Confessional, I have something to say. Fuck people who romanticize “brooding”. Of all the people who misunderstand pervasive sadness/depression, people who romanticize brooding are the worst. If you want to deal with my constant state of uncontrollable sadness, great. amazing. plz help me. i need it. but if you want to fetishize my sadness and then dismiss me once my sadness becomes real to you, you are the absolute worst type of person.
My constant, pervasive, crippling sadness is not for your sexual/physical/romantic gratification.