The Calm Collision

Will somebody explain to me why depression feels like sliding into a pair of sweatpants? A calm collision of comfort and despair, greeting me from the shadows. “It’s been a while” it seems to whisper, and I nod.
It’s more a numbness than a sadness, the absence of emotion making a cave in my chest as I sink. Waves of darkness are curving around my body like an old but familiar lover… one you’ve come back to again and again even when you knew it wasn’t right.
Mostly I just want to feel nothing, in a body that is aching from feeling too much.

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