I Buried Myself Alive — Depression Dug The Hole
Relapsing is very real mentally
Today I vacuumed three times. I clean up after my family because I have to. Do I want to? No. That carpet has seen better days and so have I. I take baths just to escape; sometimes, I let the water get cold without noticing; it’s my happy place. Or my sad place, a place to cry to myself.