I don't know that this is a call for help, I doubt it is.
But I find myself feeling particularly burdened by my own affect. Depression is getting harder to shake and the people in my life have begun to mean less and less. I feel myself withdrawing into a deeper and deeper funk as my grades are slipping and my life getting messier. I don't know that I've ever felt so genuinely alone. To the point that the things I want to do are dripping out of my view as I lose my enthusiasm for them. Maybe it's my fault because up until now I've always lived with the desire to show people what I have, causing me to feed off attention. But when I feel like I have nowhere to turn to, I have nothing to feed off of but myself.
I think I'm eating myself alive.
Metaphorically, that is, but we'll see how long it takes before I begin actually devouring my own skin omfg