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tumblr, my depression’s BFF.
I haven’t been for soo long.
Or I have just been ignoring.
Work was my getaway.
Kept my mind off things.
my distraction.
I’ve come to the point of exhaustion.
I’m tired.
I don’t know how far I can push myself anymore.
I’ve been so good at hiding.
You never had to see me cry.
I dislike weakness.
But it is what I am right now.
Carrying the belly around has made me feel incapable.
I’ve grown up to learn standing up on my own.
I just had to.
Now I somehow feel like I can’t.
I just don’t wanna be Strong anymore.
I want time for a breakdown.
I need time for a breakdown.
I don’t wanna fight my battles anymore.
Nobody understands.
I MISS MY CIGGY.