Do you ever feel yourself getting bad again? Like you don’t want to eat and you can’t sleep and everything is like a brink away from breaking down? But its so fucking heartbreaking because you were okay for a while. You slept and ate and smiled and meant it for a while? But you can’t or don’t care enough to reach out to anyone because you feel like these short stretches of happiness means the long stretches of depression mean nothing? Like your faking it?
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