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same shit as always. what do you expect from someone who’s dealing with a depressive episode. sadness always returns and it never leaves. i try to distract myself but the moment i’m alone it comes back again. it feels selfish. my life is fine. my friends like me (albeit i have very little). i have no excuse for this. i know the routine with this shit. i feel awful, then forget it for months, hit rock bottom, repeat. everyday is the same and there’s no god damn escape. i’m sorry. i’m so sorry. i still hate doing this kind of stuff. but i feel like it’s better than saying nothing at all like i used to.