7 years since my last post, and now I’m back here. The pain is not a black spot at the back of my mind, it’s the whole canvas. I don’t need to squint to see its presence.
3 attempts along the way. Though I thought I was stronger for having to survive it. But it keeps coming back.
There’s always something new to be depressed about. Studies, unemployment, now it’s my job. It grows with me.
What the hell is wrong with me?
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7 years… Quite awhile.
Not the best of circumstances, but not exactly the happiest place to return to.
Off the bat I’d probably say the answer is your depression.. often a lifetime companion.
There’s never going to be a point where there isn’t something to cause issues.. and sometimes big waves, like you have again.
But hopefully you have some decent coping skills to bear with it. If it passed or diminished before, the same thing is likely to happen again.