My writing isn’t the same as it used to be.
I’m just not good at it anymore.
I tried honing on on my wildlife photography skills but that isn’t working out either because it’s an impractical hobby to have when you can only walk short distances and need a wheelchair.
I have nothing left in me to give. And I never gave that much in the first place.
I want to throw everything around me and smash everything to pieces.
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This isn’t a story, right? This is how you’re feeling? I’m really sorry you’re going through this. Is there someone you can talk to? It sounds like you’re dealing with too much on your own.
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Yea this is how i’m feeling at the moment.
I do have some people online. And support workers but I’ve not really known what to say o them lately. dunno why.
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I guess depression squashes motivation, even the will to talk to someone. I’m sorry, life can be really tough sometimes. Keep going, my friend, hopefully the sun will come out soon x
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