The face of anxiety/depression

Hello pals,

We’re swigning back into the mental health talk, because I recently discovered something within an old picture of myself that I truly haven’t seen before.. so I wanna share how anxiety/depression looked on me, and with some looking back, how obvious it looked but somehow it never hit me before then.

Here’s an article that you can read about #faceofdepression. (X)

This photo has been taken in July 2016, so early within my recovery.. I was on the porch of the “office” I worked at with my dad’s friend and his wife. He was a lovely soul, and such a good boss – her, however… I had to leave as I had stress-induced migraines. As I was within my accounting field, you can guess how hard it was to work with numbers while your head feels like exploding.

When I sent this picture to my bestfriend, as of which the first thing she picked at was how much bags I had under my eyes.. What I saw? It doesn’t even looks like me at all, and nope, this time not in a “dillusional” kind of way.

My hair looks torn and dry, look at all the crooks around my mouth; although I don’t recall like I was even sad when taking this picture.. in fact, I must’ve even deemed it pretty as I usually delete everything (I have a problem with pictures..) — but when you look at it, I look like someone who wanna burst off crying.

Of course now I choosed not to keep the picture, but what i’m the most amazed is why did nobody even said anything back then? why couldn’t I see it?