((((((((berries)))))))))

It hurts because you know it's not right. It hurts because you want to be something, because you want to feel something. That's why we have to fight the depression, because we know deep down that there is more to life than nothingness, that we're capable of feeling something besides pain. Because we know the depression is wrong, and has taken something precious from us that we must fight hard to get back.

This matters. Getting well matters. You matter. I care, and I want you to feel well again. Please take care of yourself.