The combination of depression and anxiety
is a battle that is constantly going on
There is no break from it
they follow me wherever I go
Every day is a struggle
I don't complain because complaining doesn't do ****
I don't talk about it because people don't understand it
I live in isolation because anxiety makes it hard for me to have friends
People don't understand how I can go out one day
but the next day I can't
Some people think it is an excuse to be lazy
When you fight depression and anxiety twenty four hours a day
along with work,
family life,
meeting the responsibilities a twenty three year old like myself has to do,
a love life if your lucky,
school if you go to school
Sometimes the stresses of all of these things put together
exhausts me to the point I have to miss out on important things
to catch up on sleep so I have energy to deal with my disorders

I had to miss work last night
because insomnia kept me up for thirty six hours
My sister took my shift
and I could see in my families eyes they didn't understand
why I was so tired
I went to sleep crying because I felt like a freak
Depression caught me at my most vulnerable
but I was way too tired to fight the strangulation
so I let it strangle me to sleep reminding me why people **** themselves
I am sorry for being so complicated,
I am sorry for being a freak,
I am sorry if I seem rude or lazy
I am not any of those things
I am just really
really
really
exhausted