I'm Matt. I'm from Massachusetts. I'm 21, a writer, artist, talker, listener, joker, smoker, midnight toker, gay, movie lover, friend, brother, son, grandson, nephew. I have big ideas and goals for myself, and soon they'll come true.
That’s what depression feels like. You get out of it’s hold, take a breath of relief when you feel yourself relaxing slightly and then all it takes is one second and it all comes crashing back down, pulling you back in with 101 reasons as to why you’re not good enough. It covers your mouth so you can’t talk to anyone, grabs hold of the places you’re the most insecure and squeezes them, making them hurt even more. It all gets darker in a split second.
