I feel like that’s the most accurate way of describing having anxiety, and depression. It’s like a bomb going off, hitting every corner of your mind. Shocking your body with a wave of pain, and then NOTHING. Having to force yourself out of bed everyday because it’s not just about you. Waking up feels hard, you feel solid as a rock, but you do it because you have to. I get hit with waves during major weather/season changes.

I’ve been noticing that other people do too, so I feel okay finding solace in that.

I know I’m not the only one fighting through things, and it’s okay to need time away. It’s gotten easier over the years to share a lot about myself. Even if it’s to complete strangers because they may be going through it too. Isn’t it crazy how you can relate more to someone you’ve just met, than to someone you’ve known your whole life?

That’s one thing that I can thank Mental Illness for. Thank you for bringing people into my life who I can relate, and talk to. In doing this I hope we can break the stigma that comes with it. I’m NOT crazy. Neither are you. (Unless you really are crazy) LOL jkkkk. ♡

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