Oh it’s a bad day

Ooooh today is a bad day…Like I need alone time to breathe. To sleep. To cry. But I can’t have it today. My little pot is empty. I need to breathe but I’m restricted. This is how depression can make me feel. Exhausted. Empty. Restricted.
I feel like throughout the day I’ve been irritable. I’ve been on edge of collapse. The thin line. I just wanna scream fuck it and go hide under my quilt and sleep.

Emotionally physically mentally I am knackered…


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