Dread

I think I’m feeling better now that I’m weaned off the medication that was affecting me terribly. 

Struggling through mental illness has me treading through dread; dreading responsibilities, social interactions, guilt, fear of failure, everyday life. Sometimes it’s a slow trudge, other times I can cut through as easily as a ceramic knife through an orange.

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Dread

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