Depression fucking sucks and you spend your whole life trying to find something that helps, something that takes the emptiness away, only for it to come rushing right back. This isn’t my first walk in the park and it definitely won’t be my last. How is this fair?
I am so goddamn tired. Tired of feeling like nothing will ever fix this. Tired of going through the day just praying for it to end. Tired of feeling this emptiness inside of me, this cold sadness that takes my life away with a sharp breath. I want to be done. I want it to end. And I don’t even feel like writing this post because no one even reads this shit. NO ONE. It’s like I’m taking to myself. Not that anyone would understand anyways.