That’s what depression feels like. You get out of it’s hold, take a breath of relief when you feel yourself relaxing slightly and then all it takes is one second and it all comes crashing back down, pulling you back in with 101 reasons as to why you’re not good enough. It covers your mouth so you can’t talk to anyone, grabs hold of the places you’re the most insecure and squeezes them, making them hurt even more. It all gets darker in a split second.
i can’t believe tomorrow is a new day and i have to suffer thru the entire thing again
Mom: so if ur friend jumped off a bridge would you do it too?
Me: mom i AM the friend that jumps off the bridge
