Being depressed sucks because you can reallyreally convince yourself to have a good day and you’ll keep busy and keep your mind off of how you’re really feeling but then you get home and you’re mind just goes crazy and all you think about is everything you didn’t let affect you throughout the day and then you realize, fuck, can i do this again tomorrow??? And you wake up the next day and you can’t get out of bed and you sleep until 5pm, waking up every hour and thinking, I should get up, I should eat, but then you start thinking about every reason why you’re so sad and miserable and you kinda just stare at the wall until you fall back asleep and you have dreams that even make you cry upon waking up and everything sucks
