I haven’t been this bad in such a long time, I’m so exhausted but I can’t turn my brain off and I just keep thinking about every tiny mistake I’ve ever made in my life and how everything could be so much different if I hadn’t done certain things. I feel so anxious and horrible and my heart feels so heavy and I just want to hide away on my own and cry
Depression turns me in to such an impatient intolerant bitch. I crave being alone, I don’t want to be talked to. I hate what it has done to me and I can’t see a way out.
Days off are for bed, Buffy, and brownies.
Forever feeling dead inside.