I'm stuck in the tardis

And so my depression has returned in spectcular style. It takes an effort just to get out of bed. It's like theres a heavy weight dragging me down into the murky marshes of my mind. Which is a prison for me these days.
I know people think i allow the depression to take over or that i've become my depression. But it is not like that.
It creeps up on me like a thief in the night. I don't even notice untill i feel like this.
I'm not suicidal. Just weary of the world, everything seems black to me at the moment.
Colours have become dull and i feel like i'm worthless.

Thats all for now. More later when i can pull my thoughts together.