you know that feeling you get when youre falling asleep, when your limbs are dead and heavy, well that’s me all the time. I couldn’t even get the milk out of the fridge. I’m so desperate inside, like I’m scrambling through all of this heavy darkness inside of me, I cant breathe. my heart is palpitating. I feel physically sick. and keep zoning out for 10 minutes every now and then and have no idea whats going on. councelling is shit, they even said they don’t know how to help. I just don’t know what I need. I cant. I want to, but I mentally cant fight anymore.
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It makes me angry sometimes that a lot of mental health professionals who feel unable to help someone seem inclined to leave them in the dark, without any guidance on where they could go next. Look elsewhere, anywhere. Someone will be able to help.
I understand the dead and heavy feeling. I also know that when you’re severely depressed it can deaden your spirit even more.
Don’t give up.