One bad day at work and I wanna burn my life down.— krimrat (@krimrat) 26 October 2016
On a bad day it takes all of me to try and ignore the seemingly evident ways in which I am not "good at life." Why is it such a struggle?— krimrat (@krimrat) 27 October 2016
It takes so little for me to spiral. I am so close to that edge. It takes an enormous amount of energy and prevention to stay grounded.— krimrat (@krimrat) 27 October 2016
It's so hard to translate the pain of depression into words. It both psychologically and physically hurts.— krimrat (@krimrat) 27 October 2016
The morning after a depressive episode feels like your muscles are sore from cowering so hard.— krimrat (@krimrat) 27 October 2016
Thank goodness for mortality. I don't think I'd ever be able to commit suicide, so it's nice to know death is inevitable anyway.— krimrat (@krimrat) 27 October 2016
In the age of anxiety the depressive shan't be over-shadowed.— krimrat (@krimrat) 27 October 2016
