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It’s like it’s a scar that must be hidden. Like some dirty secret. An ugly sweater you keep in the back of the closet and only bring it out when that aunt comes to visit. You hide it. You deny it, even to yourself.
There are the days when you tell yourself “I’m ok”, as you look in the mirror. You do what you have to do to to get through the next moment, the next hour, the next day.
But you’re not ok and you know it. Your sleeping too much. You’re avoiding any social interaction, isolating yourself. Things that normally bring you joy, no longer do. There is this dark cloud over everything in your life.
Why do people that are depressed deny it? The answer is complicated. Often, the person going through the depression is embarrassed. They want to appear “normal”. They don’t want people to think…
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