The word I couldn't say

He made so many mistakes but every time I looked into those big brown eyes I forgave him all over again.


27. Depression makes me

Depression makes me lie. Depression makes me immobile. It makes me a prisoner in my own body. I know I want to do things, but my depression wants to sleep. Hibernate. Shut down. My depression is heavy. I’m stuck. Flat. Ashamed. Trapped. Unmotivated. I enjoyed this, I remember. But my depression only enjoys my eyes closed because even the easiest of tasks seems like a mountain to climb.  
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