one of the hardest parts of living with depression is when it hits again after a period of healing. it feels like a cruel reminder that the relief is only ever temporary
no one talks about how hard it is when your mood is constantly switching between “its okay, i don't care. i'm fine” and “i don't know how much more i can take”.
my problem is that i always see suicide as an option 😭 i could be going through a remotely hard time and i'll just think 'i could kms tonight and not have to deal with this' 💀