Ever just like.. Been in that state of depression where even the thought of letting go is far more work and heartache then just bogging through another day?

It's difficult really. Since really essentially you don't want to exist, but the thought of going through it is exhausting. And soon enough coping becomes a job in itself and the days just pass by and soon enough you wake and ask yourself "When was the last time things were fine"

Then it just wastes more time and energy wondering and ends up feeling worse from it all. There really is no point to this thread really. For anyone who reads it, you aren't alone. And its hard, so we gotta stick together