Anxiety is not a taboo!!!
No one can imagine what it’s like to have anxiety if they haven’t been through it themselves.
YOU ARE UNDER A SOUND PROOF GLASS FLOOR.
Imagine you’re under a glass floor looking up at everyone you know and love going about their lives in blissful ignorance without you. You’re banging and screaming at them to notice you but they can’t hear your cries, nor see your pain.
I’d spend hours lying in bed with my music fading into the background of my mind while all the thoughts of dread and the storm make its comeback. My barrier never held long. Music was one of the only ways I knew I could use to shield myself for a period. Nothing lasted long, though.
Sometimes I would build up the energy to hoist myself from my cocoon of pillows and blankets and turn on my lamp. Its rays would penetrate the standing darkness of my world; sometimes the light would make me forget all my worries for a second. All negativity vanishes off. But, the darkness of the mind cannot be penetrated by physical light, it takes... more.
The other synonym: Depression.
I AM STRONGER THAN DEPRESSION.
But, I’m lucky to say that I was able to find my voice. I managed to call out and break the glass floor in which I was trapped under and find the help I so desperately needed. But, my case was not as severe as many people out there, my age and older that aren’t able to reach out; that are not able to get help. Hundreds to maybe thousands of people get dragged down completely by depression and ultimately end it. Depression is real and needs more awareness. I hope reading my story helped you understand a little bit more what it’s like to go through or suffer from depression in one of its many forms.
TELL YOUR TRUTH.
FIND YOUR VOICE.
SING YOUR SONG.
BRING IT DOWN.