Its what I am, not who I am.. and even crazy is not the word.. its an illness. Depression is an illness a disorder, Something that you can’t see but its there deep, but sometimes I feel like its going to make me crazy. Right now its with All these doctors appointments, tests and so on. No answers and while I wait more problems occur, like now sudden black outs. I just wish I could cut my skin open and it all release from my body, whatever it is. I wish it was that easy but all that will do is leave me with scars. I can’t function, my anxiety and panic are roaring.. I need a break from everything.. everyone, work, life.. I just need to lock myself in the room, no phone, no computer and just relax
A Little Corner of Sanity 