THIS IS WHAT DEPRESSION LOOKS LIKE

 Depression can make it tough to enjoy life especially when feelings of despair and hopelessness always persist.

 Depression is not feeling down for an hour out of your day. It's not beautiful.

 Depression is being on the brink of tears because you dropped your glass of water. It's not having the urge to clean up the mess, rather you fall on the floor and cry because you doubt the world will have color again.

 Some days are good, great in fact, and you almost feel like you're better. Then something minor can turn you into a mess. People will ask 'Why are you crying? What's wrong?' And the only answer you can give is 'I don't know but it's nothing new'

 Everyone will tell you that it'll get better..... and you dream of when it will be. Some days I swear I can feel the sun radiating happiness through my body and then other days, I feel nothing and everything all at once. Depression is not easy nor it is a quick fix.

 Your friends and family encourage you to talk to them when you're having an episode. But how can you do that when it's 3am?

 Depression is not fun, it's not a game and it's not a quirk to add to your personality because you think it's cool. Depression is serious and ugly and affects so many people. Depression doesn't just disappear, you don't suddenly wake up and decide not to feel hopeless.

 It's okay to cry. It's okay to be weak. You're not bulletproof, you're human. You're capable of getting hurt. Feel the emptiness. Figure it out. Savor each tear. Grieve. Cry your heart out and ruin your mascara. Stop pretending. Unmask yourself. Breakdown if you're tired. Break!!!

 Get lost in the solitude you've been battling inside. You're hurt. ADMIT IT. Stop pretending that you're okay for the first time and let the curve on your face be sadness rather than smiles. Let it all out. With time, you'll be healed.

 And after, go on with your life. Leave the pain to those fears you have shed. Let the memories remain but not the mourning. Smile. Smile the real smile without pretension and heartaches. Be okay. Be fixable. Be happy. Live. Begin again.

 Younno, I'll always have my AirPods plugged in my ears. Guess the next music on my playlist, oops, you guessed wrong(lol), It's Save Myself by Ed Sheeran. I'll want you to listen to it........
  (Life can get you down so I just numb the way it feels
   I drown it with a drink and out of date prescription pills
   And all the ones that love me just left me on the shelf
    My farewell
    So before I save someone else, I've got to save myself)

 PEACE!!!❤

Comments

  1. NifemiMay 30, 2022 at 1:19 PM

    Everything you write is absolutely true

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  2. Khadeejah Eniife OlalekanMay 31, 2022 at 2:26 AM

    🙏

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  3. AnonymousMay 31, 2022 at 5:13 AM

    Good Bless your for this piece🤲❤️

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  4. AnonymousJune 1, 2022 at 3:43 AM

    ❤️❤️ thanks for this.

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  5. AnonymousJune 2, 2022 at 12:42 AM

    Thanks for this❤️ More wisdom 👍🏾💯

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  6. AnonymousJune 3, 2022 at 12:50 AM

    With this m good to go 😩🥰
    Thanks mi sugar 💫❤️
    More Wisdom Bby 🙏😌

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  7. AnonymousJune 3, 2022 at 3:24 AM

    Thanks babe may Almighty Allah continue to bless you with abundant knowledge and understanding

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  8. AnonymousJune 21, 2022 at 2:30 AM

    I love your write ups ❤️

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  9. AnonymousJune 21, 2022 at 5:05 AM

    This is great...I love this
    Thank you also ❤️

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  10. AniketulahiJuly 29, 2022 at 8:09 AM

    God Bless you For this

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