Do you ever actually have a good day for once, and then it takes a sharp turn?
i had had a decent week. People had actually talked to me, I slept and ate better than usual, and I didn’t feel as bad as I normally do.
However, I came home today and it slapped me in the face. Depression.
“Why did you think you could escape me, you pathetic fuck? You will never be normal, you aren’t allowed to feel “happy.”
I stagger up but depression shoves me back down, towards my razor blades.
“No one will ever fucking love you. Those people you think like you, are […]