Depression is hilarious, it has a ridiculous sense of humor.
To cope with it, I do a lot of writing and ranting and screaming. My rants are me just getting my emotions out before they become too much to handle.
So many of these rants are spur of the moment, emotionally charged, filterless words all jammed packed together to achieve the desired result. Getting back control of myself via any means neccesary.
How easy it is to just sink back into that dark hole all because someone found out and shared your hidden secrets.
I guess there is nowhere safe for me to hide

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