I can’t remember how long I’ve been depressed. It keeps getting worse. It’s changed who I am.
It was minor at first. It started to get worse after having five of my closest friends die in the same year. Two died from suicide and one of them I walked in right after she died. That was over three years ago and the image still haunts me. It won’t let me sleep.
I use to drink heavily and abuse drugs to cope. It only made the depression worse. I quit drugs for good but think about going back and try to forget everything. I went a year without […]