Dear friends…

Please understand. You haven’t done anything wrong. I’m not angry or upset with you. Sometimes this depression just runs so deep my blood is cold and I can’t bare the thought of human interaction. I can’t drag myself out of bed. I am surrounded by thoughts I can’t control. I’m not avoiding you. I actually miss you. I worry you’ll stop being my friend because I can be absent sometimes. Please forgive me for those days. I know they can outnumber the days I’m normal. Please remember that I’m constantly battling with myself and it’s never you, it’s me.

Always, your friend,


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