MOVE

I can’t do this. I’m not good enough. I’m not ready. Nobody wants me to. It’s not worth it. This is depression screwing with you. It wants you to fail. You have to get out of bed kicking and screaming and shouting. Literally, scream if you have to. Get moving. Depression hates motion. Fight it. Move. Get dressed just to piss it off. Eat. Run. Run ’till you can’t run anymore. Then run again. Exercise. Do that thing it says you can’t do because it. Can’t. Win. Get angry and do that thing thing you love because if you don’t you will end up alone in the dark in the bottom of a closet and depression will win. It can’t win. Be strong. You can do it. You are good enough. You are ready. I want you to. You are worth it. Move.