I know i promised someone i would write happy things, Trust me i will
They ask, ”How are you doing?” But want they mean is ”Are you over it yet?”
My lips say, ”Fine, thanks”. but my eyes tell a different story, My heart sings a different tune, and my soul just weeps.
That moment when i burst out crying in my room & i realize that no one knows how unhappy i am.
Sad hurts but it’s a healthy feeling, It is a necessary thing to feel. Depression is very different.