I used to fear depression.
Now I look in the mirror and want to smash it into pieces.
I put on fake smiles, I have no confidence, no one likes me, and I hate this place.
Now I know why I fear it again.
I used to fear depression.
Now I look in the mirror and want to smash it into pieces.
I put on fake smiles, I have no confidence, no one likes me, and I hate this place.
Now I know why I fear it again.
Yes! That's why it's best to be attentive to others. Most that suffer , want to be heard, given hope, and most of all, value!!
We don't always have to give advice, or feel like we have to tell our own story to shine all the attention on us, as the listeners. A hug, a smile, a visit, a phone call, a note, a card.... All make a difference!!!