Here comes the feeling I thought I’d forgotten
The depression has been really bad this week. What does really bad look like for me? It felt difficult to put socks on. I couldn’t stop myself from crying. Why? No reason in particular - I wish there was a reason. That’d feel less hopeless, more curable.
I feel like a damn shame to my mother. I feel like an embarrassment to the people who actually deserve to feel sad. I feel like I don’t want to be this person but I can’t help it. I can’t stop it. #$@!!!















