The first time you fall into depression you don't notice it, suddenly you can't get out of bed, can't get up to shower and you just stop noticing time go by.
The second time you fall it's different, you watch your room fill with clutter, laundry starts to pile up, you want to get up to clean it you need to but you just can't. You'll lay in bed and the next thing you notice it's a week later and you haven't showered, your grades have dropped to the lowest they can get and you've needed to take a piss since you woke up.
Sleep becomes rare either you can get it and cant wake up or you get nothing at all. Your allowance ends up as smoke as you lay in bed trying to have some kind of energy. Passing out after every little event you go to do. You stop texting your friends and they soon stop texting back. Soon you end up with maybe 3 people who talk to you. Everyone else has left no matter how much you try to talk or get them back.
Then its your birthday, you have your one person who really talks to you over and yet they don't even want to be there. What's the point at trying anymore. Why keep trying to pull myself back to safety if there is no one there who wants to be with you, talk to you or support you. Even after everything you have had was given to them its still not enough.
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