For the first time I am experiencing typical depression symptoms: I just want to sleep.
I am aware of this and all I want to do is give in. For a minute I did but I also know I NEED to pull myself out of this.
But giving in is so enticing, simply because I am tired of being strong… I am exhausted.
Exhausted pretending I’m okay.
Exhausted pretending things don’t affect me.
Exhausted trying to crawl my way out of despair.
I am holding on to life with bloody fingers as I am slowly losing my grip.
