/Rant
A part of me, deep down inside in the darkest depths of my mind, wishes I could go insane. Wishes I could do things that would put me in the "funny farm" where I'd get nice doctors giving me lots of pills to correct my tendencies. But I haven't snapped yet. I don't think I ever will. But still in those secret rooms of my mind I usually keep hidden under lock and key, I wish... I wish to just let go sometimes. I wish to not have to put on this fake mask. But I know that's just the monster of my depression talking. He's chained up inside me, and although the links are rusted, they will forever hold. I'll never let him free for once his damage has been done, it'll be me bearing the consequences.

I'm sorry for showing a little more of my dark side on here. It's just been one thing after another for me though, and it's pushing me so far... I'll never let myself get to a point of no return, but there were moments, especially the past week, that I have wished to let it all go. And I needed to get it off my chest without being judged. At least to my face...