Every time I think of a memory, I’m like “Holy Shit… that was once ‘the present’”. What the hell?

  • AnarchistArtificer@slrpnk.net
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    2 days ago

    I hope this doesn’t sound trite, given that I’m just a random stranger on the internet, but I’m proud of you. Whilst I haven’t experienced depression in the way that you describe, I know how suffocating of an experience it is. It takes a tremendous amount of strength to endure that, especially when there are concrete life circumstances exacerbating things, as you describe. I am glad that you get to be alive again; you deserve it.