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.
Call me weird, but this year I’m working on one thing and that’s staying quiet. I’m emotional, and when my feelings get hurt, I react too fast and too much. I’m learning that silence is powerful, peace is everything, and not everything deserves a reaction. Some things just aren’t worth it. So if you see me about to go on a rant this year… please remind me to chill
I won't end this year pretending everything was fine. I lost a piece of myself this year that I will never get back, and I'm not forcing a smile as if it didn't change me. So no, I won't be saying “2026 is going to be my year”. I'll be praying that I recover next year, that my heart never has to break like this again, that I never have to survive something like this again. I'll be hoping for peace. Real peace, the kind that lets me breathe without fighting for it. I deserve a year that doesn't hurt.
I grew up walking on eggshells, recognizing footsteps, tones. How to tell if someone was in a bad mood and to avoid them. I learned to study people at a young age. I'm quiet and observant for a reason. I'll read you like a book before we even speak.
Men are not attractive anymore and im not even talking about looks. they are so disrespectful, want princess treatment, can't communicate, can't connect emotionally, immature and more.. is a complete turn off.