You know that feeling you get when you just can’t stand it any longer. When the depression keeps eating you up bit by bit and you know no matter what you do, it’ll just be there, moving upwards and stealing all the good things you feel…..
I DONT FUCKING WANT THAT ANYMORE
I WANT MY EMOTIONS BACK
I WANT MY HAPPINESS BACK
I WANT TO FEEL AGAIN
i just want to be loved
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i know the feeling but i i am too is looking for an answer.
my depression is killing me but not enough to kill myself, it bugs me that there still a little light in me hoping everything will get better.
It’s a ***** eh Peggy? I feel like all we can do is hope we have the courage to complete the minimum amount of objectives required to carry on until we either die or perhaps the depression lifts. I do know one thing, depression has this momentum of a rapidly firing gun, it’s like you can only take so many shots until you are torn to shreds. I’d say you invest in a human shield, or perhaps a support system, or if you’ve taken too many shots, perhaps check yourself into an ER because there is not stopping this momentum until you’re behind the shooter.