The Cold Season (part 2)

Chapter 50: Here It Comes

Depression is consuming and exhausting.
All I can hear is my own voice going around and around in my head, but though it's my voice, it doesn't seem like they're my thoughts.
All I can think is 'I want to kill myself.'
I want to kill myself I want to kill myself I want to kill myself.
It never stops, it just repeats, more desperate every time.
My brain will keep trying to kill me until
I try and kill myself.
I want to kill myself.