I hadn’t taken it in awhile. It was stashed all the way in the back of my medicine cabinet…it had long been a vague memory stashed in the back of my fading memory.
I caved. I needed it to get through the night. I could hear every heartbeat, loud. The vibrations of it, through my body. My heart felt like it was about to escape my body……
But perhaps it already has.
Perfect description of true depression.