I want my depression to stop. Day after day, for years. I always feel a dead weight in the center of my forehead. I feel like a dead man in my own skin.
It’s like my brain is trying to kill me, very slowly.
I want my depression to stop. Day after day, for years. I always feel a dead weight in the center of my forehead. I feel like a dead man in my own skin.
It’s like my brain is trying to kill me, very slowly.