On Depression
Depression is so evil. It grips you by the throat until swallowing and even breathing become laborious and challenging. It skews your reality so that you forget how to simply be. So that every movement takes extra thought and care. …
Depression is so evil. It grips you by the throat until swallowing and even breathing become laborious and challenging. It skews your reality so that you forget how to simply be. So that every movement takes extra thought and care. …
Thinking. Too hard. Too much As my dreams rip apart or some such Horror that sees them intrude with Tinges of sadness and regret. I want to be happy, but i’m not there yet. A life that spiralled out of …
I had a night out on Saturday for a friend’s birthday. It’s been ages and I had mixed feelings about it. My confidence is lower than low and going out with a group of confident, sexy women is always hard. …
The loneliness is suffocating. It eats away at me, refusing to let me turn the corner. No words spoken. No-one to turn to. All of it a secret. And the secret is killing me. The fantasies of death all pervading. …