My depression has been particularly severe the past week or so, and that's saying a lot. Like... aside from the flashbacks I feel completely dead as far as experiencing emotions goes, but at the same time my mind actually hurts.
My appetite has also gone down significantly. I ordered a small order of soup from my favourite restaurant today because I need to eat eventually but my chronically piss-poor physical condition combined with this particularly bad dip in my depression is just too bad to make anything myself, and I figured, why not treat myself to something nice... but I really struggled through it.
I'm staying away from the news lately because all it does is show me how much we're failing as a species. This world and what humans are capable of genuinely terrifies me.
Going to sleep now. Hoping for a temporary escape in going so, free of nightmares. One can only hope.