This week has been the most difficult I have had in a long time, in one word it’s been… Turbulent. I’ve honestly felt the most rock bottom this week and I know the only person who can get me out of this is me, but honestly I’ve never felt more of a failure than I have this week and I’m just exhausted of the constant battle. I know I’ve said it previously but this week I have been well and truly defeated!
Depression and anxiety are 100% evil best friends who I just wish would fucking do one. I have to keep telling myself that tomorrow’s a new day and it can get better. It can
I’m still really struggling not being able to see family and friends, I know that might sound really selfish of me but I know a lot of people are in the same boat but I think that’s why this week has been particularly hard because theres something about seeing the people you love face to face that in itself is medicine. Lockdown is such a lonely place.
Please check in on your loved ones and make sure they are coping during this, because you never know your voice might be either the only one they hear that day or it might be the difference between them being rock bottom or being able to smile inside.
If you are reading this and you’re feeling either alone or rock bottom. Please don’t do anything stupid and remind yourself that tomorrow is a new day an it can get better. It can.
It can get better… it can
Confessions of a Suicidal Man 