I suffer from anxiety and depression. I have good and bad days- but if you catch me on a bad day, it feels like they’re all bad. Depression erases all happiness from your life. Convinced you that there never was and never will be anything but darkness. I’m kind of in that right now. All I can do is remember that it does get better. It always does. The people around me remind me all the time. But right now it feels like my body doesn’t belong to me. It feels like if I exhale too deeply- my lungs will empty completely and my body will collapse in on itself. I’m trying, and I guess that’s the best we can do.