I had a tough weekend. Feelings of loneliness , sadness, depression, guilt, shame, all consumed my thoughts for most of this weekend.
I knew I was spiraling down into a dark pit and I didn’t try to stop it. In fact I thought of worse things to keep myself down there.
Why must I keep a sense of control by keeping myself depressed instead of letting myself be happy.
I knew I was spiraling down into a dark pit and I didn’t try to stop it. In fact I thought of worse things to keep myself down there.
Why must I keep a sense of control by keeping myself depressed instead of letting myself be happy.