I feel as if I’m screaming into a void.
I can see my words rise up out of my throat and slowly climb until they evaporate into nothing. 79 more words
I live with my parents, because it’s what I need to do.
My mother has been the most understanding, sweetest woman in the world her entire life, and now that I’m 23 living at home, with depression and anxiety, and sitting at rock bottom like it’s my new mansion, she is still the sweetest, most understanding woman ever. 650 more words