My depression is slowly over coming me, i have good days it does not mean i am better or fixed.
Wyatt helps a lot but he’s thousand miles away. Over thinking is the only thinking i do. i constantly feel disappointed in myself for no reason.
How i know its bad again, over sleeping or no sleep at all. Over eating or not eating at all. Popping meds like candy and crying over the smallest things.
I have no interest in things.
I am watching things slowly pass by me and i don’t care.
I know i will be okay but i still feel terrible.
I know i will get better but i can’t seem to get there.
The universe is throwing the worse situations at me left and right, i can’t catch a break.
Have you ever cried because you are just, you?
If you can read my thoughts i’m sure my struggles would make you cry.
I have people who love me and i don’t want to burden them with my inner and unimportant struggles.
Covering my mouth while i cry so i don’t make a sound, and feeling that pit in my stomach or in my heart is the worse kind of feeling.
I miss you.