3rd depression.
The past months have brought me back to one of the worst mental places I have ever been in.
Your mind can take you down the furthest like nothing else can if you don't watch for it. I forever wish I could be given a new mind and just start over. Getting out of bed feels like the hardest thing in the world to do. Running doesn't feel ecstatic. Reading is just death sentence at this point. Food is the only escape from my damaged mind. I feel so weak. So empty. So numb. Like I'm just one slip away from collapsing. Just writing this post demanded from me a lot.
I love you guys.
