Shadows are on my walls and ceiling. Some are above me and grow bigger. I'm paralyzed... I can't move. They're turning into demons and ghosts. They turn into one of the biggest and scariest monsters that haunt me, awake or asleep. They taunt me while I'm paralyzed and can't run away from them. I can't fight back. They're laughing at me. I'm scared of what they're capable of. They're the ones I drown myself in and let take over my life. They make me fear little simple things to the oddest things. I fear losing myself... to them.
(Note: This was about something called Sleep Paralysis. I commonly get sleep paralysis every week. It's one of the most scariest things. I wanted to explain depression with sleep paralysis in some sort of way.)
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RandomDepression... it feels like you're drowning. It gets harder to breathe as every second flies by. Everyone is just watching you drown, but not noticing that you might be on your very last breath. Will someone save you? Will you be able to save yourse...
