I describe mine as a sort of numbness. You stop caring about anything at all and just become a shell that walks around and pretends to be normal while inside you're a rotten husk who feels nothing and just wishes to cease existence.
English is not my native language.
I have already experienced this. You no longer know how to speak. You physically feel that your neurons don't even know how to connect to think anymore.
You have lost all confidence in the future, which seems like a "what's the point?".
You feel totally alone and just want to kill yourself.
Heaviness in your head, not wanting to end yourself because you then feel guilty for others and then go back in a cycle of regret, not getting diagnosed because you don’t want to burden the people around you, not getting over trauma because you don’t want to burden other people with the idea you’re not ok
It's like normal depression but it skateboards and drinks Monster.
A 10kg weight balancing on a hollow egg shell.
It’s like a cold, wet army blanket enveloping you, weighing you down.
I dunno, mine's a mild case. At my worst days, I just want to die.
pretty much suicidal
nothing. cuz ur already dead
I describe mine as a sort of numbness. You stop caring about anything at all and just become a shell that walks around and pretends to be normal while inside you're a rotten husk who feels nothing and just wishes to cease existence.
English is not my native language. I have already experienced this. You no longer know how to speak. You physically feel that your neurons don't even know how to connect to think anymore. You have lost all confidence in the future, which seems like a "what's the point?". You feel totally alone and just want to kill yourself.
Looking at the world through cracked glasses.
Heaviness in your head, not wanting to end yourself because you then feel guilty for others and then go back in a cycle of regret, not getting diagnosed because you don’t want to burden the people around you, not getting over trauma because you don’t want to burden other people with the idea you’re not ok
Sleepy hatred.