♡ invisible: a story/poem ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ┈┈ ┈┈ ┈┈ ┈┈ ↴ story below ☐ click the flag (´͈ ᵕ `͈ ) ᶦⁿᵛᶦˢᶦᵇˡᵉ: ᵒᵍ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵇᵃˢᵉᵈ ᵒⁿ ᵃ ᵗʳᵘᵉ ᵉˣᵖᵉʳᶦᵉⁿᶜᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶦˢ ˢᵗᶦˡˡ ᵇᵉᶦⁿᵍ ᵉˣᵖᵉʳᶦᵉⁿᶜᵉᵈ. :) ♡ ˢᵗᵃᵗˢ: ¹⁹⁰ ʷᵒʳᵈˢ ᵗʰᵉᵐᵉ: ᵉᵐᵒᵗᶦᵒⁿˢ (1) ʰᵒʷ: ᶜᵒʳʳᵉˡᵃᵗᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ʰᵒʷ ᶦᵗ ᶠᵉᵉˡˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᵈᵃʸ :) thanks to @teaddict for hosting! <3 Music: castle in the sky Art: all by me in Autodesk Sketchbook Story: me ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– There's so much to say yet no way to say it. There's so much to do but no way to do it. There's so much to be but no way to be it. This is what Depression feels like for me. There's so much to confirm but no way to confirm it. There's so much to share but no way to share it. It feels like being constantly judged, hated, ignored. It feels like you have no friends. You feel and know Depression, yet you can't say you have it. You see yourself getting sh0t and you're perfectly normal? Mental health is way too stigmatised but how can that change? Every single day you run on adrenaline. Every single day you hear another person think "I don't understand". Every single day is raining. The only constant thing in this world is change. But I am invisible and it's going to stay that way. You aren't alone. Someone is there. They're probably just invisible too. I care, and you know that. So accept it <3 Even if we're still invisible, we can be so together :) (you are never alone C:) ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– ––– (just so you know that thing about being sh0t was an intrusive thought. I likely have skelephobia (see main acc) and i likely have depression but bc of stuff i can't get professional help. please understand that i'm not making fun of mental health illnesses. I know it all too well... C: (smiley cause i want to end on a good note <3 mental health problems are nothing to laugh at) AND OFC ♡ Authors note: this was a bit more like one of those rant/speech/pep talk things so i hope that's ok! ^^
