..I just feel like I and every other person with depression,anxiety or etc. needs to be fucking praised at least once in a damn while for having to go out everyday, meet and see people that we don’t even want to look at,do things that scare the life out of us that would be normal for a regular person,for our incredible acting skills in pretending that we are always happy/doing great,for putting up with sly remarks that actually hurt us deeply on the inside,for dealing with parents or other siblings or any at-home issues, but still going to work or school as if everything couldn’t be better,for helping other people with their problems when they come to us, but not being able to ask for help with our own because we’re too shy or ashamed, but most of all for putting up with the demons inside ourselves everyday and night. Those happy people just don’t fucking realize that we, depressed,anxious,lonely people are some of the strongest people on this damn planet. Recognize us.
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