Numb

I know better days are coming but when ?

there is something so comforting about sadness. about throwing things on your bedroom floor and not picking them up. about binging reality tv in the dark for 14 hours straight. about lying in your bed and not moving while the world continues to turn around you. overwhelming and heavy depression is comforting because it’s familiar. it allows you to sink into yourself and rot there for as long as you want. thats the vicious cycle with depression, it takes everything to not give into the comfort and familiarity that comes with it.

in another universe you were a better mom

It's a different type of pain when ur going through shit and need someone to talk to but u dont wanna bother anyone so u just sit there drowning in ur thoughts

i want me back, this isn’t me.

it sucks, doesn't it? feeling like you're not good enough, no matter how hard you try.