Some days…

Some days my depression/anxiety has me ending the day crying in the shower because I’ve been fighting my brain all day and it’s exhausting.

My psychiatrist is always telling me to distract myself from my anxieties; that they’re not real and I don’t need to entertain them. She says I shouldn’t wallow. Distractions work in the short term, but only for so long.

I’ve spent fifteen hours trying to trick brain, trying to be present and productive, trying to not be me. No wonder I’m always tired.

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