a celebration of the "haven't i been here before" nature of depression
a mourning of darkness, a longing for light, but hopefully, in the end, a tale of survival.
Monday, July 16
there are monsters outside my door
i am overwhelmed by the thought of life outside my door. i know that if i just go out, in a few hours it will be bearable. and yet still my mind can not will my legs to walk.
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