I'm so fucking tired of these words sitting at the back of my throat like vomit,
and I'm choking on them as I try to swallow them back or throw them up.
But they're stuck there,
no matter what I do,
they never move or give me relief.
Just choking
choking
choking
choking.
Just choking.
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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...
