Depression, Anxiety

[DFB FGXR6]

I'm back under the shade of the dark clouds.

I have severe moments of dread with pretty much everything, sometimes even activities I usually love. I find myself hiding away in the confines of my home, hiding away from people, hiding away from showing my pain. The act of hiding is generally know to continue fueling the internal dialog, I'm pointless, I'm a failure, I'm weak, no one would notice if I was no longer around but that is where I'm at. I find everything to be an effort and I feel like I want to just quit everything and disappear for a while, un-announced. I feel like a winger typing this. Life has to better than this?