Today was the worst. I managed to get out of bed to go to the store and shower, but the whole time I felt like laying in bed.

At the store I felt like crying. I felt lost in my depression. I feel most days like I'm not even me anymore, like I'm watching me go through the actions. I don't have motivation to get out of bed. I want to sleep all day. Just lay here and sleep. I wasnt me today. Sometimes I dont feel like being me. Sometimes I hate me, today I hated me. 3 months...its been three months. I didnt realize it until I looked at the day, but my body felt it. My body knew. I dont want to be broken anymore. I want to be happy.