Dear reader,
Is it possible for a heart to be so heavy that when you lay down for the night, it crushes your ribs and presses your lungs into nothing.
You can't breathe.
You can't move.
You can only think.
And think.
And think.
And all the darkness and anxiety comes to dine with you over the feast of fears and tears laid across your mind.
And you want to cry...
...but you can't.
Is this possible? Please tell me.
- kindly, the broken mind trying to sleep.
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Depression Session
RandomHello, for the sake of names, you can call me Jaxin (not my actual name, but I always did love that one.) This is the storage shed for all my thoughts when I'm having one of my "sessions". This is my safe space for me the come and sort out what I'm...
