Tuesday, 7 February 2017

My Days With Depression

As soon as I open my eyes I know it’s going to be a bad day. My previous experiences with depression has taught me well. The first thing I notice is the soreness in my joints and muscles. “If you weren’t so fat, you wouldn’t hurt this much.” And, so, the internal monologue begins.   I start making a list of the things that need to get done today. I know that its impossible to do everything on the list and my internal voice tells me I’m a failure.   I walk downstairs and see the toys that weren’t picked

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