Being depressed is like swimming in a pool filled with oil.
I'm sitting here and my mind is racing and i cant get over how OK i must look from the outside. I feel shaky and i have this pain like a throbbing burning pain from my throat to my stomach, my sinuses hurt, and i just feel heat radiating off of me. Surprisingly my heart… Continue reading what it feels like
I gotta admit, despite the countless selfies I take, the hours I spend making myself look beautiful, I never really feel it. I have never felt truly beautiful, and I lie, telling other's I do, telling other's they should feel beautiful too, but I do not. Its all a facade of fakeness, maybe if other's… Continue reading I’m not beautiful
It's an irrevocable sadness, No exchanges, No returns, You fade into the vastness, But for openness you yearn, A simple statement; "I'm tired", Will turn questioning eyes away, No suspicion, No concerns, You flash a smile their way, It's a lie, Your a lie, But you do it anyway, It's easier than dealing with the… Continue reading A lie
Growing up in a difficult home life I developed horrible anxiety at a young age. Anxiety if I could describe it feels like when someone pulls a chair out from under you, that initial fear you feel, imagine that for hours, days and for some, years. It triggers my depression, which I can describe as… Continue reading Hidden truths