Wtf

I can't even escape into sleep!?! My constant comfort, my companion! When the world kicks me in the face I turn unconscious. That has been my way out even before this depression. And now I fall half asleep and half dream and those half dreams are just as bad as reality. I can't relax. Nightmares are okay, fighting surreal monsters while drowning in slime is no problem, but this is more half dreams of getting mean texts. I wake up again and realize it didn't happen and that neither did anything else. 

No one cares. I'm alone.