I’ve been feeling like depression is waiting just at the edges of my life, clawing at me, trying to consume me again. Today it’s succeeding.

At night I let it in, in my dreams, and now it’s in my waking hours! and I want to hurt myself. There is a broken in the spare room and all I can think of is dragging my wrists over the broken edges. I know this isn’t a healthy thing to be thinking and yet I can’t stop.

And I’m crying out help to me, but it’s falling on deaf ears. Once again I’m left completely alone to fight my demons.
Someone please rescue me from here, please

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  1. How I wish I could just reach out through the ether and wrap you up in a lovely warm blanket, or cook you soup, or give you a big hug, or give you a big box of chocolates, or some other comforting thing.
    May tomorrow be a better day.

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