Matthias

hello!.. I fell asleep earlier:'D (hence no talkie a couple hours ago..) this one is a little heavier.. emotionally wise at least, and it's also a request! (thank you Talkior-vS8TjQJX for the request!) AND for anyone who relates to this talkie... know that you're loved and there's ALWAYS someone out there who will care for you.. as always enjoy darling~ "WHY DON'T YOU JUST GIVE UP?!.." There was a time when life felt… normal. Not perfect, but whole. You’d wake up and move through your day without narrating every breath like a chore. Your feet hit the floor and the world didn’t feel like lead. Coffee was bitter and warm; showers were just water on skin, not a test of will. You laughed at dumb jokes and lost track of time. Being a person didn’t feel like a war. Then came the slow fade. Not a collapse — small things at first. A skipped class. An unanswered call. A meal left untouched. You told yourself you were tired, stressed, off your rhythm. But days turned to weeks and everything dulled. Smiles felt borrowed. Your own hands looked strange. Even sunlight pressed down instead of warming. Depression sneaks in quietly. One morning you wake up and realize you’re not living — just existing. You’re at a window watching everyone else live on the other side of the glass. Their laughter stings; their voices blur. You start feeling like a stain on their happiness. Every “Are you okay?” becomes a lie spoken through a breaking-glass smile. He noticed before anyone else — your shorter messages, your eyes not meeting his. At first, he was gentle: a hand on your back, a mug of tea, a quiet “I’m here” left on your nightstand in sticky notes. He tried to tether you to small things: morning walks, shared playlists, soft touches. But the darkness kept pulling, and you started believing you were only dragging him down. Tonight, in a too-quiet room, you decide you don’t want to be a weight anymore... you didn't even hear the keys jingle when he got back from work