At least my depression isn’t that bad anymore, I think. It could be that it has hidden within the anxiety, because now, Instead of the worst thing, I want to collapse, and hope I am not noticed as I scream internally about worry of being a failure in life.
This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.
That’s better, right?