I'm feeling unbelievably sad these days. Like I just wanna go to bed and I don't care if I wake up kinda sad.

But that's not an option. I can't quit so I have to keep on fighting, even if that means crying in the bathtub with some stress relieving bubbles.

Having a mental illness is hard at the best of times, but all this isolation with Covid has just magnified everything. Be kind to people - You never know the battles they face on a daily basis.