I think I'm a dark cloud in a lot of peoples' lives, which is why I go such long periods without seeing my friends sometimes. The alternative is that I have a bunch of shit friends. Neither of these possibilities make me feel less suicidal. I don't know if I can't help my "Debbie Downer"-ness (my title, according to my Munchkin friend), or if I don't help it. I just know I'm depressed a lot, and that makes me not want to do much more than lie in my bed with the window blocked completely so that it's dark all the time.
Swear I can never finish a depression post. My head gets too dark and I start to shut down.
Like now. The text you see here was, until recently, replaced by a list of reasons why I'm depressed. After listing such reasons, I've become more depressed, having brought all of my demons to the forefront. As a result, I'm going to lie in my bed with the window blocked completely, so that it's dark all the time.
I'll get better at this soon.
[X_X]-A.P.
Swear I can never finish a depression post. My head gets too dark and I start to shut down.
Like now. The text you see here was, until recently, replaced by a list of reasons why I'm depressed. After listing such reasons, I've become more depressed, having brought all of my demons to the forefront. As a result, I'm going to lie in my bed with the window blocked completely, so that it's dark all the time.
I'll get better at this soon.
[X_X]-A.P.
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