Lifeless. Dull. Dead. Dying. Swamped.

These are all words that can describe me right now. Some literally, some not so literally. 

I am lifeless because of depression. I am dull because of depression. I seem dead because of depression. I am dying because of a degenerative condition. I am swamped by depression.

If I was a colour, I’d be grey or black. No swirls, just an infinite colour. 

I have no purpose, I have no life under my control. 

I have no ‘me’ left.

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