Something that scares me is the fear that my depression is returning... My favourite games are all ones that leave you with an empty feeling as it is one of the few things I can feel at this point in time, I just lay on my bed with no energy to do anything and cried for an unknown reason... The problem is that I can't bother anyone with this as I am not a very good person so I don't want them to be burdened with my selfishness once more especially with the burdens I've given unto them... I fear that I am slowly losing myself to this madness... People that knew me before say they wanted the old me back but at this point I don't know where my personality ends and my mental illnesses begin... If I was happy once more... Just who would I be? But it's easier to hide my existential fears with a smile and a false laugh... Sorry for this post I'm sure no-one will read it anyway but I'm hoping it helps get it somewhere in writing...
This is uncomfortably relatable