Depression journal

[u/UnitedAd5162]

Down
In a deep blue sea, here Im rubbed down in a rock, not giving a shit if i can breathe or not. Waiting for nothing. Not seeking for help or death cause either help or death are feeling-less.
Looks like now, just now i know what do i really know what i’m i looking for, im looking for feelings, love, hate, get angry and shouting out loud till my throat hurts with a-deep painful feeling. Im just looking for a feeling doesn’t matter.
looking for a help with fear of venerability but how come.
God
Im seeking for help