Journal Entry #26

For me, the worst part about fighting depression is admitting to myself that I have to. Trying to understand the mood swings, seemingly unbearable sadness and the light I see in the far distance that I can never seem to reach no matter how much work I put in to getting there. I’m just spinning in circles, hoping something stops me before I pass out. It just never stops spinning and I never pass out, just feel light headed and overwhelmed by nothing I can truly put my finger on. It’s a messy life that I’m forced to live without a resolution; just a bunch folks adding their two cents without making sense to rambling, matter of fact, mind. Here’s to sudden suffering.


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