Tag: toomuch
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Just…do what you can.
Depression is an insidious bastard. I’m caught up in it’s awful, sticky grip right now and it makes very simple things suddenly very difficult. Like showering. Showering means I have to take off my clothes. All of them. Already I am overwhelmed at the thought of undressing. It already feels like too much to have […]
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Broken
October 10, 2019 Yesterday, I sat in a window alcove on one of the busiest streets in the city and cried. I didn’t just cry, by the way – I wailed. I howled. Tears didn’t fall daintily down my cheeks – they poured. I didn’t care. This is me at my lowest point. I have just […]