I need a major lift for my spirits. I’ve been depressed for about a year and a half now but I am thankful that I am still breathing right now. I haven’t been fully honest with my feelings in this blog. For the past months, I have been wanting to kill myself. I’m a failure. I know I need a psychiatrist but dang it.
Every time I make a mistake, there is this feeling that somehow grips my heart it actually aches. There is this feeling that I do not want to feel but it is stuck. Somehow, I am losing hope.
What is happy?