I'm thinking that if I write this all down, someone may stumble across it and may be able to get insight as to what my brain is doing. I have no plans to end my life at the moment, but my mind changes swiftly. I suppose in many ways I'm dead already.
I have severe depression, anxiety, panic disorder, and now migraines. I've never dealt with any of this before. I'm 35. It came out of nowhere. I can't work. I can't be a husband. I can't be a father. I use "can't" to imply that I have no choice. It's final.
These posts will be disjointed at the very least.
Still breathing today.