**this is a note I found on my phone written on October 10, 2019. It's stuck with me ever since and I finally felt like sharing it.**
My depression has reached a new low. It's like every step I take out of the hole makes me so tired I take three steps back down in again. Everyone outting I go to to distract me just makes me feel more exhausted. I feel distant from myself. My mind isn't in my head. I feel like I'm watching everything in the third person.
At the homecoming game I felt like I was watching everything happen in the third person. Like I was an observer to what was going on around me. Everyone was having a great time and I couldn't get past a certain point of enjoyment. I wanted to greet people I haven't seen in a while with a big smile but I couldn't I just felt too down. I felt bad because I wanted to be happy.
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30 days of me(Spoiler: it's not exactly 30 days straight...)
Non-FictionI am a person that crazy things happen to. It makes me wonder what people with "normal" lives deal with.
