The reason I try to sleep

A looming question floats suspended just inside my forethoughts. Before reaching the memories, ideas from the day, moments of lost inspiration, turns of emotions, this question lingers for an answer. It begs a reaction, but I am hesitant to confirm my fear. But... it remains.

What darkened depth have you reached?

I have yet to reply.
Because there are few things that hurt more
 than recognition of your tired self.

Staving Off the Hunger of Depression

Sometimes it's okay to set a low expectation for your day. When you meet it, and if you go beyond it, then you can say proudly, "I've done it!" There can be joy in the small goals.

I know I am capable of big goals. I've accomplished great feats in my life and gone beyond what I thought I was capable of.

But when depression chips away at resolve, it's tough to keep myself in a same state of "this is who I am." I need to stop comparing myself to others and value what is good and strong about me.