I miss summer going into junior year, I miss DHHS, I miss the conversations, I miss everything.
Depression comes in many forms. I feel like I have all of them.
I don't know where I've been.
These past few weeks, maybe few months, I don’t know where I’ve been. It’s the ambiguity of where I am in this place, I feel so uncertain. The purpose I have everyday now has faded and has changed only in a routine and uniform procedure I go through now. Everyday, it gets harder to wake up ; everynight harder to fall asleep. I can’t focus in classes anymore and I...