Functional depression is real.
You work, joke around, take care of people around you. But mentally you are drowning in your own thoughts and nobody knows it.
I know shit sucks right now. But don’t fuckin give up dude. You got people who need you to not give up. Even if you feel like you don’t have anyone in your corner. You can only prove them all wrong about you, if you don’t fuckin give in.
You got this.
Whoever you are.
I don’t stay positive all the time, I stay grounded. I let grief, doubt, regret, & fatigue pass thru me freely without letting them define me, b'cause clarity eventually returns.
I hold onto my purpose, which steadies me when emotions fluctuate.
And, I remember to laugh.