Inside The Mind of a Depressed Overthinker

Another day that I don’t want to get out of my bed.

 

It is not that I don’t want to see my ex-boyfriend. It is not that my school work is difficult. It is not that I am having troubles with friends.

 

I mentally and physically just can’t bring myself to move a single body part to get out of bed and take on another day.

 

The thought of waking up and going through the routine of life again hurts mentally as much as a broken bone hurts physically.

 

The little things don’t even matter to me anymore because life as a whole just seems impossible.  This isn’t just a random though after a bad day or week, it is every second of every day.

 

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Laine Sterbenz

Chicago born and raised but Kentucky living Twitter handle: httpstwitter.comLaineSterbenz?lang=en Facebook URL: https://www.facebook.com/laine.sterbenz

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