Look, I’m really not in a good place either, as I assume you gathered. It’s been so long for me. At one point I found myself crying into the toilet I was cleaning for one of my night time temp jobs. Like you, I’m basically hanging on by a thread. It’s been going on so long, I no longer know where depression ends and I begin or if the original me still exists.

I don’t know about you, but I really shouldn’t be having this discussion, so we’ll leave it at that.

I’m just going to wish you luck, strength, or whatever gets you through today and tomorrow. Even if it’s drowning out the noise, even if it’s spite, anger or curiousity about something like the conclusion of a dumb tv show you don’t even really like.

Maybe things will get better for us, even if right now we perhaps don’t really believe in it anymore.