A sensation of trying to breathe underwater.
That is one of the best descriptions of my depression.
Weight settles into your chest, fire billows through your lungs-
you struggle, clawing desperately toward an unseen point in time.
You know that if you give up the weight will pull you into the darkness,
the fire within will be an all consuming self loathing that simply eats you alive.
So you struggle. You keep taking gaping mouthfuls of water.
Praying that one day-
you will find air.
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