What an incredibly awful day.
An endless barrage of bad news, bad luck, and tragedy, starting with a shitty morning and culminating in me waking up in the ER with no memory of the past hour.
Just got home from the hospital, it’s now almost 2:30 in the morning, and I haven’t slept in 48 hours.
Glorious.
People seem to resent me sometimes for being depressed or negative. After a day like today following up the past couple of weeks I’ve had, I don’t know how I can possibly look on the bright side.
Clinical depression doesn’t make me a freak, friends. But it does screw with my brain in ways hard to imagine if you haven’t experienced them first hand. Do me a favor and check in with me before you label me as a downer.
All I want now is a kind hug, a loving friend, and a good night’s sleep. Never have such things seemed so far away.
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