every pill is a tough pill to swallow if you have a hard time swallowing pills

dispatches from my all-season seasonal depression

attempting to induce a heart attack

i haven’t been doing very well the past little while. last month i wrote about the severe social anxiety i was experiencing on a daily basis, and that hasn’t really gone away, but it’s also been compounded by depression, which is now being a bit managed with the help of medication and semi-regular exercise, but i feel like the problem is becoming increasingly inescapable.

i attribute some of this to who i am as a person — i’ve always been a bit of a sad person and i’ve struggled with excessive anxiety for as long as i can remember — but there are so many external aspects that are making it more and more difficult to feel like i’ll ever feel truly comfortable.