Of course I struggle, I just don’t quit. But I do have a confession to make. It’s my depression confession.
When I’m lost in the dark:
I have gone multiple days without changing my clothes or brushing my teeth.
I didn’t eat properly and ate too much in order to fill the void.
I only left my house to go to therapy or to work.
I had suicidal ideation.
I lied about what I was doing so that I could sleep to avoid.
What Depression feels like:
Feeling tearful and tired all of the time.
Guilt and indecisiveness.
Little to no energy.
Low self esteem.
Persistent negative view of myself.
What Depression looks like:
Sleeping too much.
Avoiding contact with friends and family.
Having difficulties at work.
Loss of interest.
One of the bravest things I’ve ever done was continuing my life when I wanted to die, and I think it’s brave to try and be happy.
Be brave my sweet friends, be brave.