it is hard to cry yourself to sleep every night when you share a bed.
This is the first bout of depression that I’ve had since I was eight where I didn’t feel like a souless zombie all the time. Instead I have the opposite problem - I feel sadness and anxiety so intensely all the time that it is hard to know how to begin dealing with it.
I, quite literally, feel ALL the things.
I want to say something comforting, but all I can come up with is ‘at least you’re feeling something. Something is better than nothing, even when it hurts.’ But that’s not very comforting. Personally, even if it sucks to cry at night and everything is anxiety and stress, I always prefer those moments over feeling like a fucking zombie. Hurt I can deal with, because at least I know I can still feel, but feeling nothing…that kills me.
*hug* I’m sorry I appear to be shit and the feel-goods this evening.
