im behind my studies, i keep skipping classes, and i feel so unmotivated and unproductive (that a word?) especially when it comes to making art

and i feel like im treating people badly....even by the simplest gestures like not saying happy bday on their bday......maybe its a fucked up way to distance myself from everyone else so i can isolate myself again and be depressed in peace

i really thought i was getting better but i keep .... reverting .... regressing ........ i dont want to believe that depression is a vicious unescapable cycle but sometimes it feels like it is

the prof called out my name to answer something in class pwease prof im in the middle of chronicling my steady decline into madness