The Diary of a Depressed Girl

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A text about how I felt in the darkest days of my life

I have a full idea of how black those days were. I just cried, I felt nervous constantly… didn’t sleep, didn’t smile, just, cried again.

I felt that my life made no sense, I felt sad, empty, and unable to love someone or be pleased, even by the things that previously made me smile.

I felt more and more sinking, and I felt like a puppet of my own theater.

It was the first time in my life that I felt that my life was never going to go back to the way it was, so I started taking anti-depressants so that my depression went back to back and it really came back.

However, there were the anxieties, the traumas, the fears, and my greatest fear is not being able to control my fear and return to this state of “vegetable” that scares me deeply and “kills” my sanity.

Ever since I had my first depression at the age of 19, everything that’s related to mental health interests me.

I feel like I’m having better research on my condition, a kind of preparation in case she comes back.

This was my first vent about depression, tell me in the comments if you guys relate to some things I said.