Nothing kills a man faster than his own head.

I'm sitting in the dark.
2:40 am.
Sleepless. I can't sleep.
Insomnia is back in full swing.
I'm just blasting music in my ears so that it'll drown my thoughts but if it gets too much I can pull my earphones out and just hear

Silence.
Solitude.

I haven't done this since high school.
I haven't been this bad since stress was literally making my hair fall out.
I haven't been this sleepless since I used to sleep through an entire school day.
I haven't been this lethargic since I would lay in bed for days at a time.

Even she didn't make me this bad.

I've concluded that the only thing that gets me this bad is myself.

There's a difference this time, though.

Last time, I didn't have the capacity to care about myself.
I sat, and I sat, and did nothing.

This time, I don't want to be like this. I can be better than this.

I need to get out.
I need to see people.

So please, if you know of anything going on, or just wanna hang out, lemme know.
I'll be there.

But I don't want your pity.
We won't talk about my depression or my issues.

I'm not asking for pity, I'm asking for a friend. I'm asking for help to get me off my ass.

And that'll help tremendously.