This awful stillness. This heaviness in my chest that saps me of all my energy and leaves me feeling depressed an hopeless.  I can’t cry and there’s nothing I want to do. I don’t want to stand, sit, walk, run, play video games, watch tv, draw, hang out with friends, read, go for a car ride, write this post. Nothing. There’s just nothing. I don’t want to exist.  How selfish is that? haha. Mom, Dad. You suck.
As we are to the world, but I guess you would know that.
Favorite line from my favorite song. But moving forward.
I’ve been plagued with the world’s worse bout of depression I’ve ever felt. Its not that I havn’t felt this way before, but the difference here is that I can’t cry; and something about that seems to be hindering my healing process. Quite frankly though, I’m getting tired. Very tired.
I feel like I’m going insane, and the stillness I’m experiencing is like an inner ring of hell. I’m depressed to a point where there’s NOTHING I want to do, which makes no sense seeing as […]