Depression is wild. It drains all the color out of you and leaves you feeling like a boring, lifeless shell, zoning out, unable to hold conversations, losing interest in everything, finding no joy, and feeling like a burden to everyone.
nobody talks about how exhausting it is to live in that space between “things will get better” and “i can’t handle this anymore.” it’s like your emotions are constantly swinging. leaving you both hopeful and defeated in the same day
being depressed while ppl are hitting on you is so fucking funny. sorry i ignored you calling me the most beautiful girl in the world, i was too busy telling myself i didn't deserve to live and also sleeping 20 hours
moving on is hard when you truly believed in someone. when you saw them as your person. your future. your safe place. you're not healing from a breakup. you're healing from shattered faith. and faith doesn't rebuild overnight.