January 22, 2016
The darkness always hides away and comes at the worst possible times. I’m happy, but I can feel it creeping up, inching into my mind. I don’t want to feel it, I’ve been doing so well lately. 4 weeks no meds. I have felt on top of the world, I’ve been fighting my anxiety. I’ve been fighting my depression. But I can feel it coming back. Maybe because of the stress from my sister telling me she wants to kill herself, I’m not sure. But I want it to go away. I don’t want to feel the darkness, I’m tired of it.