Words cannot accurately describe the subtle emotional difference between being stuck in a depressive state and feeling like you’re on the edge falling apart.

Words are hard. Thoughts are slow. Time heals all wounds but does it also help you regain skills? Can I really drag myself out of this pit when I can’t make any difference in my situation?

Time flies but when you’re in the moment, time feels like you’re stuck in the mud. How to break the circle when the circle is never-ending.

I’m tired. Physically. Emotionally.