130. Depression is an addiction

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It took me a while to realize that depression is an addiction. I've had so many opportunities to let everything go, so many times I felt so happy I thought I'd never fall so far again. But every time I thought I let everything go, I didn't. And every time I fell down a little harder. Even though I want to let go, I can't . And most of you know, I don't have any self control, which means I'm very sensitive for addictions. Cutting was an addiction for me. And I feel like depression is too. 

I feel comfortable in the darkness. I've been surrounded by darkness for so long, it's all I know, it's like my home. Whenever I'm finally doing a little better, I start searching for darkness. Instead of reading a normal book I start reading a book about mental illness. I start digging up memories I've hidden far into my mind. Whenever I don't feel as bad about my body, I weigh myself. It's like something inside doesn't want to let go. When the other side wants to be happy. And it feels like if I stay this way, I can't ever be happy again (like, happy for the rest of my life instead of moods). Even though I'm doing better than I did before, at the same time I'm doing worse than ever before. Like I don't cut myself anymore and I feel less insecure about my body, but my downs are so much worse. And I get stressed too easily. While some parts if me are getting better, the other ones are getting worse. And it's all because of me. I have the power to let it all go, but I don't. And I wonder if I'll ever be ready to let it all go..

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