Just so you know upfront, I'm just venting. I'd never hurt myself intentionally. Think of this as a badly written poem...or essay...or just a glimpse into my stray musings.
Jesus Christ. Can I go one month without this crap? a couple days maybe? One day? It's been constant the last couple months, I know it's not as bad as it's been in the past, but seriously.
Sorry, I'm just venting here because I don't know anyone here personally. So, it feels alright to complain about it. I'm a high functioning depressive, so most no one, not even my husband will know when i'm going through an episode until it gets really bad. I read about a new