When you are depressed you are afraid to speak. Fear of being ignored, rejected, and/or ridiculed. Fear you will be a burden or judged. The fear is real and it isn’t just a whisper but a tornado of thoughts bombarding you with lies that make you feel completely worthless, pointless, and/or useless. It is a disease not a mindset. It is painful and it hurts. I scream at walls because they can’t confirm the lies inside my head.
HASTYWORDS 
This is the best this story has ever been told.
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Go ahead and speak, I am listening. I know your story because I’ve been there myself.
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“I scream at walls because they can’t confirm the lies inside my head.” ❤
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Very, very, painfully true.
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depression is the mind telling the heart it will always be like this, when you love yourself you know the mind is lying, it begins with forgiveness, amen
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I’m too tired to scream at walls
And I’m too tired to cry
Too exhausted to break my falls
Too weary to wonder why
I’m too worn out to carry on
Too lacklustre to care
If I stop trying to move along
Will you, will you be there?
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Yes so much yes to this post!!!! I can’t scream at my family anymore because it hurts them and damages us both. ❤️
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I can relate! It can be frustrating when no one seems to listen. I’ve written several poems on the subject myself!
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Love this. And I especially love the picture, everything about it, The colors, the design.
I don’t love the subject matter. But I love you. Enormously. If in any small way that enters your heart and keeps it company, then I’m happy. xoxoxoxo
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sigh, yes. 😦
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You captured exactly how I feel today. 😦
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