My therapist said:
„Living with depression is an uncomfortable conversation but a start for a healhy obligation, to heal from your unblessed obsession, within the devils presence.“
So I answer to them:
„I know you are right but as hard as it is, the trust it builds in life, is for real!
The pain in my brain is like satan playing games in the darkroom.
So me being unwell is the fight of the mind on the battlefield of hell.“
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so please tell me what’s wrong with my mind cuz I feel blind to the end of the tunnels light.
