





Hi guys.
To put it briefly, I’m not having a “sweet November” at all. There is complete darkness outside the window and in my soul.
I can’t even tell you anything funny. Depression, depression and more depression. It's like there's no end to it for it. We've been living together for three months now. The last time I was happy was three months ago. I cross out days on the calendar like in prison. There is no other way to say it. My head is my prison.
Recently I thought about how we would live without our reflection in the mirror? How would we behave without knowing what we look like, but seeing that everyone looks different? Interesting
And who to believe? Who would say that I have green eyes? Or to the one who says they are blue?
I spend a lot of time near the mirror. Now I wake up every morning, go brush my teeth and say to myself: “hey, good morning, you don’t look great, but a little foundation will fix it.”
But I think I look pretty good for someone with depression.
How are you doing? write to me in private messages, let's chat.