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Nov 18 2017
Three words that run my mind constantly: "I'm just tired."
Truth is, I'm not tired.
Truth is, that's not how I'm feeling.
Truth is, I hardly ever get tired.
Truth is, "I'm just tired" is the easiest thing you can say to someone when they ask you what's wrong.
But with a flash of a smile and a nod your way, you'll believe exactly what I say.
Truth is...
I haven't felt like myself for awhile now. There's a constant cloud holding itself above my head, blocking the rays of the sun away from me. The sun is still there, I can feel it's warmth sometimes. But the cloud is still there and just too big and powerful to let much light in. And the truth is, this cloud is my depression.
But I refuse to let it in.