This depression is eating me like a parasite. It is determined to consume me whole. I am letting it. I have no fight left.  I want out. I’m done. I live for other people, animals and other beings but my skills are no use to anyone or anything anymore.

I am not at the stage where i am at peace, lots needs to be in order before my demise. I need to organise so much but the depression is so ingrained in my skull i can’t fathom how to tie up so many loose ends.

I know its time, i have to surrender. I can’t leave with so much left to do, that’d be unfair.