Slumping in depression and sadness that rocked me to the core.
Reality has hit.
My world isn’t the same everything has changed !
Gone are the rose tinted glasses
Gone is the sprinkling of light rain showers filled with the laughter of children splashing in the puddles.
When I outside all I see is gray fog filled everything in muted colors ,
Like all the colors are washed away and then replaced with gray ,
Gray in varying shades depending on the hour and how I feel sometimes I can escape from the sadness and depression
But it’s usually short lived and it’s getting harder and harder to find ways to not feel so bad
Living life with a chronic recurring mental illness is very lonely and at times isolating, Then there are the times when you want to do things and feel better but nothing seems to actually help,
This is when you just try to survive on good enough yes there are days when good enough is all I can do
Then other days were good enough and plastering on my mask and get through the day until I can go hide away and cry.