Dear Depression, I remember the day you forced yourself into my life. You never introduced yourself. You just started taking over.
I Am Not Okay
I am not okay. I dread every day. I hate myself more than I ever did before. I am not okay. There are so many debts that I just cannot pay.
Anxiety Made Me Do It – Hating Myself
I was sitting last night absolutely hating myself. That voice was back, telling me how I’m such a horrible person and people would be better off without me.
Is this worth it?
Is this worth it? What’s the point? I’ve failed everyone. I’m so tired. I don’t know what to do. Will I ever be happy? I don’t know why I keep going.
We All Need Some Definition Sometimes
A rambling, incoherent mess, wreaking havoc in your mind. A demon within you, that on the best days you merely learn to live with.
You will be found
When the dark days come crashing down | When you need a friend to carry you when you’re broken down | Reach out | You will be found.
Don’t Suffer In Silence
The darkness in you has a name | And isolation is its game | But it can be conquered, can be beat | Don’t suffer in silence, speak.
Abuse of psychiatry in South India
Let one dog die on the roadside and you have the entire country howling about it. Dogs have their human rights but we don’t.
Anxiety Traps Me
Anxiety traps me like a prisoner | Never letting me see the light | Numbness runs through my veins | He is so close to killing me.
Sui-versary – nearly reattempt – I didn’t, again
I nearly reattempted. I’m still in self-destruct mode, but their mental health team are going to try their magic wand this time.
Who am I?
Who am I, who am I trying to be? | I am lost | Living in a fantasy to bury the the reality | Making myself the mystery | A strong facade hiding the pain
Day I Lost My Home
Awake and typing for four weeks, day and night, my behaviour became increasingly bizarre and strange. My roommate was scared, and so was I.