I constantly go between being extremely anxious about all the things I have to do and literally not giving a shit. There is no in between, and it’s so exhausting and frustrating.
you can lurk in shadows and keep your tabs and ask after me but you can’t speak to me and you will never, ever touch me and that’s gonna eat away at you until you’re as ugly as what you put me through.
you’re gonna spend nights shaking on your bathroom floor between the…
Pro Tip: Don’t tell depressed people how good they have it in comparison to others. They already know and already feel guilty about it. You’re making the problem worse.