ugly, unwanted, and useless

I feel. What the fuck is going on. I regret deleting all those hard times, those posts where I poured my heart out. I don't know why. I feel safer though that they're not around. Got rid a lot of trash from my room, yet I feel incomplete. One thing to another. I'm so thankful for my friends who help me get out of my suicidal depression thoughts. The smallest matter can really trigger the worst in me. First, no more DN. No more AA. No more ECE. No talk on Business and Management. And now we're back to ECE. Everyone doesn't see that I'm fucking trying. I'm fucking trying so hard.