Depression has come back around. I silently hate myself. I quietly lose hope again. It’s not fair.

I feel alone in my struggle. No one can save me but myself. I’m worrying about the future while reliving the past. That’s how it feels. I’m screaming on the inside with a smile on my face.

I’m falling into the depths of darkness. It seems there’s no way to go but with gravity. Because going against gravity hurts more than giving in.

– Kel.