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It sucks. I'm exhausted all of the time anymore. I don't want to get up and I don't want to fight. I don't want to do a damn thing. All I want to do is sleep. Sure, I lay vulnerable to my nightmares that way, but it beats being punished and threatened to be punished by the nightmares while I'm awake. It allows me to hide away from my fear. My existence.
Why do I continue to live like this?
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This is one aspect of my experience of depression. It is as if my ability "to want" is impaired.
![]() ![]() I ride on weak waves of inertia that support a few fragile habits. ![]()
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