It's Hard Being a Human

I get to these points… these low points of sadness, where I simply cannot function. And I don’t know what to do with that, because depression isn’t something that I deal with on the often.

I review, reflect, rewind all of it. I go from every little mistake I made to even things that I can’t control. There’s something wrong with ME in the moments. Delusional or reality, something is wrong with ME.

When did it become ok to create a trauma that didn’t happen to fit the narrative? And were the traumas you’ve been through just falsehoods too? I lied. I lied big. I felt bad. I paid for a very long time. I paid far longer than was deserved. My lies were about me. Not once have I ever lied on someone else. Someone who loved me, or who I loved.

I can forgive a liar. Just admit the lie,

Is there a diagnosis for this?