once, i thought depression is a ******* *******. i thought it is a figment of my imagination, the error in the calculations. just a burden. i never thought i would feel them every single ******* night.
[stage 2]
i thought it ended there. i thought if i sleep early, the demons cannot haunt me at nights. i thought i could sleep and forget, like i always did. then the nightmares came knocking at my dreams' doors.
[stage 3]
i started losing sleep. i started to believe that this will be neverending. then i started depressing over things during daylight.
[stage 4]
im losing a piece of myself, bit by bit, every second of every day.