If I smile too much, or laugh too hard, or make too many jokes, please ask me if I'm okay because I only do it to cover my pain so you won't notice but to be honest, your attention and help are the things I need the most at the moment and I could really use a hug right now.
If we ever fight, please make me stop insulting you or shouting at you, because I don't mean it. I don't mean to push you away but it seems to be the only thing I know how to do when it comes to communicating with people I care about lately. Please don't let go of me, don't let my bad side get the best of me. Don't let them win, please.
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It's Not Me, It's Depression
RandomJust a bunch of things to help people who go through depression explain how they feel to others, and help people who try to understand that feeling know how it feels. Trigger Warning *Not a story*
