Derp.

I think it’s important to remember that at times the world seems quiet and empty, depression and anxiety never miss the chance to fill the room.

I feel lonely, but I know there are people around me who love me. These are people that I love dearly, but it feels like I’m sinking beneath some murky water and it’s getting harder and harder to swim up to the surface and see the hands reaching down to save me. It feels like I can’t see them, I can’t feel them. I understand that they’re likely there, you know, and that if I were to frantically grab around there’s gotta be at least one person who can help me up- but I just can’t manage to get up to the surface.

Back again

My brain feels like it’s in the middle of a garbage disposal. I’m feeling all caught up and stuck at the same time and I have no idea how I plan to get myself out of here. I’m kind of losing my mind. I don’t know what to do or what to say, it’s scaring me a bunch. I don’t like uncertainty.