Lately, I’m not feeling myself, I think I’m depressed. When I’m around people I get bored, and feeling annoyed at the same time. This is unusual, I really don’t know what is going on with me. It’s like this stuff is controlling me.

I used to judge people who took their lives due to depression. I was too young to understand, but now I’m aware. This is the story of my life, I have no one to talk to, so I decided to take a pen and paper to tell fundza family how I feel these days.

Overthinking is all over the place, it’s not like I’m trying to make someone feel sorry for me, but to get help as soon as possible. I don’t want to die today, I just want to live. My life is bigger than depression, I hope I beat this.