I’m living with depression. Me — the woman who smiles as the sunshine grazes her shoulders, unabashedly sings in public when her favorite song plays and ensures that every work assignment she turns in is top-notch.
My friends see this version of me — the sunny, always-smiling go-getter, but beneath the surface lies a vastly different side of my life.
My friends don’t see the sheer energy it takes to drag myself out of bed every morning. They don’t see the moments when sleeping through the day feels like all I’m capable of doing.
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