Depression can look like:
Counting down the hours until you can go back to bed.
Cancelling appointments because you can’t face outside.
Eating too much or not at all.
Staring at the wall longer than you’d admit.
Wanting help but not knowing how to ask.
Repost if you understand to show others (ME) we aren’t alone.
ADHD can seem fun and quirky until you’re too ashamed to reconnect with people because you haven’t had the mental space to reply for 5 weeks, and now the guilt and fear of being judged is too much.
Depression looks like:
Dishes in the sink.
Missed calls.
Cancelled plans.
A brain that won’t stop criticising you.
A body that feels too heavy to move.
It’s not laziness.
It’s survival.
And you deserve gentleness, not shame.
Sending love to anyone who is just... tired.
Not just physically, but mentally, emotionally, socially, financially.
Life is asking a lot right now.
Pause when you can. Breathe when you remember.
Give yourself space. Give yourself grace.
i’m so happy and excited to tell you my new single ‘dinner party‘ is coming out march 20. presave it now at https://t.co/j3EByyfCVV
this song is about a really happy and big moment in my life. an evening at a simple dinner party that changed the course of my life. after writing the song , the words ‘dinner party‘ became the nucleus for the rest of the record. that once in a lifetime moment that i am grateful for and for everything that came after that night.
“But you survived”
I disassociate, like a lot.
My heart drops when someone raises their voice.
I shut down very easily.
I'm far too observant.
I always feel like a burden.
I isolate often.
But yeah, sure, I guess I survived.
If you just take 10 minutes each day to read something you enjoy, whether it’s a novel, magazine, article, comic book, etc, I promise it will have a positive impact on you.
Suicidal thoughts aren’t always I want to die.
They’re also..
I feel trapped.
I need a way out.
I am a burden.
What’s the point in life?
I need to escape my thoughts.
Nothing will ever get better.
I see no future.
I can’t bare this pain anymore.
Am worthless.
Your monthly reminder:
Keep writing. When no one cares, persist. When things appear to be crumbling, keep at it. When it's difficult, push through. When you feel alone, listen to the stories in your blood. Just write. The world needs your stories.