"You’re not depressed, you act perfectly fine during the day. You smile, and laugh. That’s not depression. You don’t seem sad."
"You’re just seeking attention."
No, you’re missing it. All of it.
I’m not sad. I’m a million other things similar, but I don’t feel sad.
Some days, it’s overwhelmingly difficult to get yourself up out of bed. Your mind runs through the actions of the day, already predicting scenarios involving socialization, that fill you with a feeling of nervousness and sometimes dread. You drag yourself into the day, trying to dig and find the effort to mask your exhaustion and negative feelings.
This is where the smiles and facade come into play. At the start of the day, it’s hard, but once you get going, sometimes it’s pretty easy to get in the flow of things. You smile at recognized faces, go through small talk with a plastered smile, lest anyone ask you what’s wrong - because then things will come to a stop, and you know it. And you know that you can’t handle that, you can hear everything shattering as easy as glass already, so you do your best to appear okay. And it usually works. The days go by in a blur, but that’s okay, because you can’t find the effort to sort through it all, anyway.
It’s only at the end of the day, when you’re finally able to lay down and unravel, that it begins to seep back in. The feelings and thoughts greet you like jumping into a body of warm water, it’s familiar and it engulfs you, and drags you down into its depths. This is the way you stay awake at night, tossing and turning though you feel beyond exhausted. You go most nights with a few hours of sleep - some with none at all.
And then you wake up, and do it all over again. But it isn’t the same every day, and having to keep up with individual responsibilities takes its toll.
But not everyone will understand, so leave your mask by your bedside and have it ready for morning.
Includes torso, head, foot, and various hand poses - select from menu on the right!
Hahaha—reblog comic about having trouble drawing hands, follow up by reblogging 3d rotatable resources for people who have trouble drawing hands.
This woman has a lot of good shit to say.
nice how they gave the murderer a chance to clear out his social media history to protect his reputation while the unarmed black teen who got shot had his reputation dragged through the mud
… a speedo seems odd for him to wear and boy shorts certainly wouldn’t do it, and he is European… so it was sort of an in between ground we found, and ultimately it was really a question of getting options and seeing which one he felt best in.
On that note, I’m dead.
on that note, i am blogging froml beyong the grave
is this real life
I just got a package from my sister and its a crossbow that shoots bolts which is cool but I put it together anD IT FIRES THEM AT ABOUT 800 FPS I COULD HAVE KILLED MY ROOMMATE I ALMOST SHOT IT AT HIM BUT I HIT A METAL CHAIR THAT THE BOLT WENT THROUGH
I took the metal tip off so its just a plastic bolt
aND ITS STILL PRETTY DEADLY
Where did your sister acquire this.