I have struggled quite a bit lately.
I have been in my depressive stage for some time now.
I often find myself fantasizing about falling asleep and never waking up. I may dream about my own death often, but I don’t have a desire to act on it.
I find little things throughout my days to help me get by. To help me want to stay on this earth a little bit longer.
My days are dark.
But I love the darkness.