Well Hi! my name is Annabelle... and yes you guys are my audience and I am your author so therefore I have to intrigue you guys with evasive words and complex sentences which all have simplified meanings. But I think simple is nice sometimes. Well for all you guys out there who's dealing with any form of depression then I suggest you come with me on this journey.
When time escapes how do you refund the lost time? Answer is. You can't . Lately I've been in a world of where reality isn't reality and fantasy isn't to far from the same. Sometimes I'm lost. I've been trying to get better but on the days I feel okay I tend to forget about the help I need. Work has merely drowned out all the worries of my health but they all so calmly come back when I'm at the highest of my low. I'm tired more than ever. And everything literally irritates me. Not to long ago a pill spoke to me and I almost listened to the drug and overdosed but then again I made a promise I wouldn't do that. I have a beautiful soul who loves me. Her names Lee. Or so you think.
I'm struggling to breathe because with each breathe I feel my lunges in taking less and less air. I don't want to get admitted and have to lose a job I worked so hard to get so I'll slip in a note if I'm planing on disappearing for a week. Besides. A little distance from the "real" world shouldn't hurt. So I guess I can share my story with you guys or whomever cares to read. After all .. I'm Here.
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