My lows feel very low and occur more frequently. Each time I wonder if I’m depressed or should consider therapy but my brain says I’m a broke bitch, and FREE therapy is exercise and sunshine. Taking action.

I’m scared to talk about my problems. I feel like a burden, that if I talk about something too much, someone will snap and tell me to find a solution. I know what the solution is. You think I’m not self-aware enough that I don’t? I’m just afraid.

Well.. there’s nothing like a good cry.