The Ouroboros
For the past few months, I have been experiencing a new manifestation of my major depressive disorder. I call it the Ouroboros Coma. I reached the point where I was too sad to remain awake. My body thought sleeping was the only alternative, and I was trapped in an endless cycle of circular naps that I didn’t want or need. They would constantly eat up my day and then shit out anxiety over all the time that I wasted where I could have been writing, grading, cleaning, and, of co
