It’s always at the end of the day that my depression is the worst.
You’d think that making it through the whole day would make me happy, but I think I get so sad because I know that in a few hours I have to make it through all over again.
It’s always at the end of the day that my depression is the worst.
You’d think that making it through the whole day would make me happy, but I think I get so sad because I know that in a few hours I have to make it through all over again.