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I’m drowning more and more each day but maybe it’s because I don’t want to swim. I don’t feel like or have the energy to try and go up to the surface of the water. I’m losing breath. I don’t expect a sailor to come through and save me, because I feel like even if…
Having a mental illness can make you feel guilty for having it. It can make you think: “Let me grab my laptop in the middle of the night to write this down”, because who knows when I’ll have enough energy or even a sound mind to think while writing. Having a mental illness can make…
It’s 2 am right now. I suddenly get up with an increased heartbeat, as if my heart is pounding outside my chest. I sit up and start to wonder. Is all of this real? What if it isn’t? Have I grown in the past few years? Have I met all those people that I talk…