Dude I don’t know how lol. The weight of depression is truly, truly crushing sometimes. It stole my childhood. It stole my teenage years. It’s stealing my early adulthood. What am I supposed to do when I’ve already mentally barred myself from committing suicide and can’t make myself work toward self improvement. How do I escape this s*** that’s between?

I literally have one option that will give me a chance of having the life I want and I can’t even make myself work toward it lol
So she can kick rocks then and continue to watch my IG stories.
F*** that she needa get blocked only insiders get to peep the stories
Discipline is the key.
F*** that she needa get blocked only insiders get to peep the stories
I’m petty I like letting my old work see me glow
Feels like i’ve been chipping away forever man. I have improved in some regards but in others i fall back to my old ways and then new problems arise and it’s hard to feel like i’ve really made any progress.
Talking about your issues feels great temporarily then you remember it’s not actually changing anything
Talking about your issues feels great temporarily then you remember it’s not actually changing anything
In my experience my depression never actually went away. For me just putting the work in and accepting my feelings helps me deal with life.
I wake up sad pretty much everyday and I just learned that’s something I gotta deal with g I can’t let those feelings consume me I just accept them and keep it moving.
Cause only me can help me.
In my experience my depression never actually went away. For me just putting the work in and accepting my feelings helps me deal with life.
I wake up sad pretty much everyday and I just learned that’s something I gotta deal with g I can’t let those feelings consume me I just accept them and keep it moving.
Cause only me can help me.
This is a situation I’d die for. I “deal with life” by sinking into bullshit that doesn’t help me. When I can force myself to work on my s*** I just struggle with it and worry myself sick over not making progress
This is a situation I’d die for. I “deal with life” by sinking into bullshit that doesn’t help me. When I can force myself to work on my s*** I just struggle with it and worry myself sick over not making progress
Any bit of work is progress my brother. Don’t let your mind trick you.

Niggas got me in my serious bag