Depression has the ability to stop time. To make you feel like you’ve always been depressed, and you always will be depressed.
At the moment I feel: flat, disinterested, slowed down, and a bit obsessive over ways to harm myself.
Now take that, and add in school. The two don’t go together very well. School is hopeful… with school there is a purpose, a future. With depression there’s just nothingness.
I hope this goes away soon, but I doubt it will. I get depressed during the summer.
I’ve decided to lower my expectations. If I need hospital at some point this summer, fine. Not a failure. Hopefully I won’t, but my priority is to survive this.