Being depressed isn’t easy.
You never want to talk to anyone.
You never want to go anywhere.
Everyone thinks you’re just antisocial.
They say you’re just overreacting.
They tell you nothing is ever that bad.
But it is that bad.
You feel empty inside.
You know something is missing but you’ve given up on finding it.
Having anxiety isn’t easy.
You’re always worried.
Every whisper is about you.
You know people are staring.
You can’t stop shaking.
Your heart beats too fast.
You try your best.
But everything goes wrong.
Have anxiety and depression isn’t easy.
You don’t want to get out of bed.
But you don’t want to miss school.
You don’t want to leave the house.
But you don’t want to lose the few people who still care about you.
You have so much to do.
But no motivation for any of it.
It’s difficult to even think straight.
And you start to scare even yourself