Today was hard. I felt the loneliness echo and I felt forgotten no matter how much I give and give myself. I felt my time wasted. Lately I can’t seem to do much right. I need so much reassurance & love and need therapy again. I’ve finally reached out to my new PCP about restarting SSRIs. My insomnia runs high and I stay up late which keeps me ill. And I keep having mental health slips— of my life ending. Thru my own volition and also imagining my the building around me shaking and crushing me.