Friday, September 11, 2015

Day Seventy-nine

Medication sucks. I don't know why I'm torturing myself. There has to be a better way to overcome depression and anxiety. My brain is completely fried, my emotions are numb, and nothing matters. Life cannot be lived with passion when the dial is set to lukewarm. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated. Tis nobler to suffer outrageous fortune or to shut down and close out the sun.

No comments:

Post a Comment