I’m numb. I don’t know where to go from where I am right now. My life has never been better, yet it seems to be falling in on itself. I have a supportive family, yet their efforts can’t fix this emptiness. Depression can be remedied. I am detached from this life.
I sleep most of the day, because in my dreams I feel. Once I’m awake I’m dead inside. Nothing is worth the effort when there’s no reward. I know my mind is sick. I have an autoimmune disease against my spirit. I hate myself for being able to see it, yet do nothing about it. […]