Depression had me nauseous and losing my appetite. I even puked after lunch. Lol. But I ain't even losing any weight which sucks. I hate being alive.
I haven't been regularly making my bed nor washing the dishes nor following my schedule. I feel like shit. Only stayed in Facebook for ten days. I feel nauseous.
I haven't written in my journal for a month. I'm not getting any regular sleep.
I wanna kill myself.
I want to go running. We're not allowed to go outside. I should get a job. I'm not in a good condition to work.
I can't have a bearable conversation with friends. I'm easily irritated.
I'm having cravings. They aren't good cravings. I have to suppress them. I need catharsis. The stuff I do for release isn't enough.
I wonder who has life easy for them. Lucky bastards.
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