I slept for 11.5 hours. Not exactly continuously, but fairly close.

I feel like I have reached the “Gandalf stage” in this depression.


Meaning, I don’t want anything or anyone through my bubble. I’ve already ignored texts from friends today. I never do that. I just can’t talk to people. I don’t want to fake happy.

I don’t want to have to go help my mom with the f%#ig tree either.

I would rather sleep.

This is quickly getting out of hand. I just don’t know how to stop it.

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