Friday wasn’t bad, Saturday was actually really good & Sunday was a really up and down experience. Monday found me in a sick pit of anxiety riddled depression and feeling physically ill. 91 more words
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following the trails of wishful thinking like vapor trails across the sky. Wishing like all the Hells that I could just stop.
Knowing that you are in a place where your perceptions, thoughts and feelings are not real is probably one of the loneliest places there is. 77 more words