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?
This is a very familiar feeling to me. When I ask my friends why nobody pointed it out, they always say that they don’t want to be rude.
Sending you much love, Kris! 💗
Thank you ❤️
I mean, yeah I can see that.. as this would probably make us feel even lower to know how hard it affected THEM when we’re the ones drowning. But the very least one can do is gently push forward to go get help, which i’d admit I has been pretty lucky in that area to have so much support – and yeah.. I was dead set on not really wanting to in the start.