Depression is being colorblind & constantly told how colorful world is.
It’s a state of exhaustion that sleep doesn’t fix.Simply existing is a full time job when you are under depression. It’s a flaw in chemistry, not character.
Its like living in a body that fights to survive, with a mind that tries to die.
We drown but no one see the struggle. Its not always tears that measure the pain, sometimes it’s the smile we fake.Nobody ever tells you that emptiness weighs the most.
Something inside, just broke, that’s the only way someone can describe.
Having anxiety & depression is like being scared & tired at the same time. It’s the fear of failure, but no urge to be productive. Its wanting friends but not socializing.
Its wanting to be alone, but not wanting to be lonely. Its feeling everything at once then feeling paralyzingly numb.