Deep, crippling depression.
Today it continues, with nothing specific except that I feel alone, rejected, and malfunctional. I feel like I am warring with myself; I have this brain that wants to die with a body that wants to live. A constant struggle. I'm exhausted and I'm so, so, sad that I don't even know if I'll see the light again, not that I even remember that last time I saw it in the first place.
I reached out to friends, but they have problems of their own I don't need to burden. I tried the Sucide Prevention Hotline but it did no good. Talk therapy and my therapist doesn't seem to help either. And honestly, as much as I appreciate the positive thoughts and the community, even talking to a listener on here makes no difference.
I am not okay. I accept this. What I don't accept is the toture and the fact that I don't know how long it's gonna keep lasting or how long I can keep putting up with it.