Tag Archives: physical symptoms of depression

“I was angry when I met you / I think I’m angry still”

I am a wreck. I’ve damaged both of my thumbs, and I only have two. I’m sleeping more, eating more; it’s clearly depression, the same that had me sleeping little and eating less a few months ago. Oh, you fickle … Continue reading

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“World waits forever / never take the time / don’t break my heart / again”

Wherein I finally get (too damn much) sleep… Continue reading

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“Seaside and down on the wayside”

My dreams are volatile, the skin I’m in screaming for claws. I’ve been acutely aware of my femoral artery lately; it undulates in my body when the world slows down, singing to my fingernails, nearby blades, shards of porcelain. Inside … Continue reading

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“Swallow whole / lose myself in you”

Wherein I start talking about my depression and then get all self-entitled-ish, which as much as I appreciate, I honestly never thought I’d be a proponet of… Continue reading

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“A violent reaction / struggling only to keep myself alive”

Wherein I dream… Continue reading

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