It’s horrible. It eats at you, slowly slowly until you’re nothing but a lifeless soul.
I’m walking down that path… A cloud of depression follows me wherever I go, and it’s not a good feeling.
I’m becoming a recluse- socializing with people isn’t as fun as it used to be.
Nowadays, I stay cooped up in the library
Too tired to go outside
and laugh with
who used to be friends.
It’s time to start over.
it’s getting to be that time of year again.