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Still not well...at all. Starting trintellix tomorrow, on top of my welbutrin. I’m praying it works because I’d forgotten how exhausting and heavy depression is. I am not a crier and that’s all I want to do (I don’t though, unless I’m in therapy). I feel completely hopeless, useless, and worthless.
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Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I want to spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Tori Amos ~ Crucify
Dx: Schizoaffective Disorder
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