I’m sorry you are struggling right now. You’re the one that inspired me to get on a antidepressant and it’s helped so much!
That means a lot to me. Part of why I try to talk about this stuff is in the hopes that it helps other people. *hugs*
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Depression is really kicking my ass, has been for a couple weeks. I’m not really writing. i mostly just want to sleep or cry or both. I know I’ve been withdrawn.
I feel really invisible right now, too.
Don’t worry, no desire to self harm. Just feel muddled and no I don’t know what would help, gonna talk to the psychologist soon.
I didn’t know Mr. T pityed fool’s that weren’t woke, but that’s awesome. #respect
“I think about my father being called ‘boy’, my uncle being called ‘boy’, my brother, coming back from Vietnam and being called ‘boy’. So I questioned myself:“What does a black man have to do before he’s given the respect as a man?” So when I was 18 years old, when I was old enough to fight and die for my country, old enough to drink, old enough to vote, I said I was old enough to be called a man. I self-ordained myself Mr. T so the first word out of everybody’s mouth is “Mr.” That’s a sign of respect that my father didn’t get, that my brother didn’t get, that my mother didn’t get.“
Some days, weeks, or even months, you may feel as though you aren’t good at the thing you pride yourself on being good at, but these moments, however long, are still temporary — inspiration never fully dies
