A day of deep depression

It's been one of those days.

Have been in bed most of it, with the blinds pulled shut. It's like a coping mechanism, to feel safe when it feels like the wolves are at the door.

It's a terrible thing to feel like that. Dark thoughts swirl through your head. You want  to just end but it doesn't, going on for hours on end. 

Until eventually you surface, battered and bruised from the experience.....