Ever since a long depressed anxious time of insanity for a year or two during freshmen year, my mind has felt broken and dead, and I can't help but feel like it's carried over to now. God's easy to talk to, but with others I just feel like my mind is too broken, and sometimes I feel like it was such a close call with God because without him I would've fell into a bad insanity. Because of such a close call, socially I just feel so strange and so lacking because all of that pain of the past I felt without God has drained me and I feel like everyone has gone on without me in that time where my mind felt like it was in perpetual worry and had me stranded in a mental desert. Sometimes I feel like friends think I don't care when I just don't know how to start or what to say because all of that searching for a reason to live without knowing of God felt like endless wandering in a desert and with the anxiety and loneliness it made me feel so crazy.


