I am so damn tired, just so damn tired. I'm exhausted with my own mental health to be specific, the constant cycle of normalcy before the depressive period where I am debating death or not. Outside of those terrible periods I feel the numb, emotionless periods take up my time. I'm surrounded by people yet feel so lonely. I keep hearing "Get meds! Get meds!" and I explain my situation over and over again. I'm trapped, I want to but I'm unable to due to my circumstances. They know it and yet still act all offended when I finally get frustrated at their repeated useless advice. I've been growing more and more obsessed with the moon and becoming stardust. Just feeling my body drift away as my mind lets go of all the worries, all the mental health, all the trauma everything. I can be with my dog on the moon, I can watch the galaxy as I drift across the sky watching the stars. I just want to curl up and cry but I can't anymore. I want to reach out but I know it's going to be the same.