Depression •
And no one understands. Not my closest friends, nor my family. They see what a normal pair of eyes generally see. They don't see the fog I walk around in. They don't see the hands squeezing my throat until I can't breath. They don't see the comfort I find in the dark; the lull of silence. The draw of being alone. They can't accept that I gave up long time ago, and my mind is one of cloak and despair. I will do my duty and smile on occasion to way-lay the questions. My life has turned into a game of hide and seek... as I mask the feelings that cause others around me discomfort. I do not blame them... --I'm uncomfortable around me too.
I've watched love me heal me series and this is for Julian 😭
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
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Poesia"Things don't always work out the way we hope. You just have to pick yourself up and find a new direction to go in." - Joelle Charbonneau
