Depression and Anxiety is like radiation. There’s always a little bit of it in the background but not enough to kill you. Then once in a while you get a free trip to Chernobyl.
I’m so tired. I have so many things to do but I don’t feel I have the energy to do any of it. I know I should and I hate myself for being too tired to do everything. I feel like all my motivation and energy has been sucked out of me. I just want to rest.
I don’t know if I can do this anymore, I’m so tired, tired of fighting, tired of living. I’m trying my hardest to get out of bed everyday and act happy but it’s so hard when all I want to do is cry. The voices are screaming at me telling me no one cares and I’m better off dead I used to think they were wrong but maybe they are right, maybe I would be better dead I mean it’s not like anyone would miss me.
