i think my depression is coming back, i hate the idea that im being controlled by hormones, i hate the idea of being fleshy and alive, bc im full of jealousy and sorrow. if you dig into my body right now it will be nothing but rotten flesh and holes. why do i desire things when i dont need them, why is it that my emotions always strive to the opposite direction of my rationales? i hate, i hate it so much