I guess the neverending cycle has come back around again and its time for me to try and fight it once more. It might seem like I'm okay for a few weeks then it all just hits me again. Back to the crying for the smallest reasons. Back to me laying around all day not wanting to get out of bed. Thoughts of ending it have once again overtaken my thoughts. This time around I'm not even sure what I have in me to fight it off. I've even become concerned with my weight again which will likely lead to me not wanting to eat. I'm even surprised that I posted this since I've become so uncomfortable with even talking about myself. I guess I've been wanting to say something for the past few days and I finally convinced myself to do so.