Depression is Like Having the Worst Roommate Ever

They are sloppy and mean and live in your brain, rent-free.

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Me-time is supposed to be such a luxurious concept. A break from the outside world. A pause from other people, with their needs and demands. A dedicated block of time to take care of yourself, talk to yourself, and converse with your thoughts that so often get drowned out by the…