Prefaces like this kind of suck, and I shouldn’t do it, but I’m ignoring my own advice and I’m going to do it anyway. Thus, writing about my depression is actually pretty easy, posting it is the hard bit.
Inch by inch I could feel the belt slowly tightening around my heart. Then it felt as though the life force was being sucked out through my nostrils. A dark depression was creeping back into my life and the clutter and mess in my home were compounding the effects.