As minhas pernas parecem estar agrilhoadas com o ferro mais duro, n\u00e3o me deixando mexer.<\/p>\n
I am sitting in front of my wardrobe and thinking what to wear today. Then I realize that I don\u2019t give a damn what I will look like and take the first tracksuit from my closet.<\/p>\n
N\u00e3o tenho qualquer energia para aplicar maquilhagem.<\/p>\n
My hair is up because I don\u2019t feel like combing it this morning. While I am doing all those robotic things one at the time, I am thinking about the old me.<\/p>\n
Estou a pensar que este dia ser\u00e1 um dia de depress\u00e3o, mas estou demasiado cansado para mudar.<\/p>\n
Tentei tanto obter um pouco de energia positiva de mim pr\u00f3prio. Tentei com todo o meu ser ter um dia normal.<\/p>\n
Mas por mais que tente, acabo por ficar deprimido no final do dia. Sinto-me como se n\u00e3o tivesse feito nada para me salvar. E esse sentimento est\u00e1 a comer-me vivo.<\/p>\n
I understand that this day won\u2019t be any different from yesterday. And tomorrow won\u2019t be any better, I know. I will get up tired again, even if I have slept for 8 hours.<\/p>\n
Mais uma vez, vou ter de me obrigar a vestir e a tomar o pequeno-almo\u00e7o.<\/p>\n
The thing is that no matter how much I try I can\u2019t bring back the old me.<\/span> Tenho saudades da rapariga que era alegre e divertida para conversar. Tenho saudades das horas passadas em frente ao espelho a escolher a melhor roupa para vestir.<\/p>\n And I miss coordinating it with my lipstick and my nail polish colors. I miss new people in my life. I miss the nights out and small chats with strangers. I miss my life\u2014I miss the old me. <\/p>\n But I know that I can\u2019t bring my old life back because depression made this out of me. Depression has come into my life and taken control over me. I have no power to fight back. I am powerless and I give up. Every single day\u2014the same story.<\/p>\n I wake up and when I think what my day is going to look like, I wish I hadn\u2019t woken up. I wish I had died in my sleep. I would be saved from all this suffering. I wouldn\u2019t feel these cramps in my stomach every morning.<\/p>\n I wouldn\u2019t have to go out. I wouldn\u2019t have to talk to people. Because I would be dead. And when you die, nothing is important anymore.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n![\"Mulher](\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/09\/freestocks-org-245827.jpg\")
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