I never understood depression.
As a kid I just thought it was sadness and it is definitely a bit of that but also so much more.
As the years went by I realized that depression is so complicated.
It’s pain and pleasure, it’s hurt and comfort, it’s overwhelming and deathly, one of the best descriptions would be that it’s BITTERSWEET.
I hate the feeling it gives me yet I can’t remember a day that has gone by without it.
I don’t like hating myself but doesn’t doing so make me better?
I hate feeling useless but because of this every tiny accomplishment makes me feel better.
I hate hiding behind this twisted smile but […]