- Date posted
- 5y
- Date posted
- 5y
I’ve never had depression, but when my OCD was really bad I spent a lot of my energy pretending to be happy. If you looked at my Instagram during that time you’d think I was living my best life when really I was crying and panicking every day. I remember thinking “ugh I just want to be normal like all my other friends” too and then I found out that actually my friends weren’t doing too hot either. Everyone experiences mental illness differently. Some of them might be faking it, but if you’re a celebrity you still have to keep up a relatively positive image. I get how frustrating it can be though when someone doesn’t “act like they’re depressed/struggling” but you’re only seeing a small, curated part of their life. (Also can say, you will get through this some day!)
- Date posted
- 5y
@Erin174 that cleared up a whole lot. Its true that those people have to keep up with their image. I do too everyday. I pretend to be the happy girl i ised to everyday but inside im not, on the outside i am even tho i dont feel like the girl i look like from the outside. I feel like this affects my friendships so much too bevause my friends dont notice im different but i just cant genuinly laugh anymore and im starting to become less and less fun now and theyre kind of taking their space from me becaus now they do notice im different. But im different because im trying so hard to still be fun to hang with and i want to keep up with who i used to be so bad. I hate to see it happen. I tried to explain to them but everytime i do i feel annoying. I feel like im that unstable girl. I can hear them thinkinf: just be happy lol. While like, im trying with everything thsts jnside of me. But im not me anymore and i have to heal and i have to restore to become the real me and i wish they would understand and i wish they wouldnt just ignore me bevause i get thst right now i seem snnoying and im not the funny girl i used to be. But why cant they ask: how r u feeling or is there something with u because ur acring strange. They dont do thst they try to have fun 24/7 and now i dont fit in thst picture so im just slowely being kicked out. It hurts a lot. Thnks for the answer and the clearness of ur message it really helped. And thanks for understaning what i was trying to say because ur answer was the answer i needed.
- Date posted
- 5y
Depression is different for everybody. For my friends and the people around me, they tried their best not to show their emotions. I’m not very good at that so it’s harder for me to fake a smile. But I learned one thing: social media is VERY misleading. You only see what happens in the 12 seconds that they used to take that picture. Who knows, some of them may have cried afterwards. I’ve been reading your posts and I think it’s time for me to say this: you put so much pressure and blame on yourself for feeling sad. I know it might be different because you’re always used to being the light in every room but it’s okay to not be okay sometimes. Allow yourself to feel your emotions because it’s how you honestly feel. Beating yourself up for being sad won’t make the sadness go away. And if you’re brave enough, reach out to your friends or a counselor and tell them how you feel. If they’re good people, they’ll be able to listen and support you through your hard times. But whatever your mental state is in right now, what the hell is stopping you from buying that puppy or going to parties. It’s really difficult but you can’t let your mental illness take over your life. You got this ?
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- 5y
@Esosa thank you for commenting :) i never thought of it that way but now i look at it, i put a lot of pressure on myself to be happy. I want to be happy so bad but k think i should accept its okay to be sad. Its just been the worst year of my life. Its so hard for me to expierence things this way. Im so afraid to do things i used to love because im scared that they wont make me happy anymore because i have been sad for so long. I dont want to let myself down by dowing things and then be so dissapointed. I want to fully be happy and then go on do the things i love to get the full experience and not be half depressed and half sad. If i would go buy a puppy right now i would most likely end up crying bevause it doesnt make me happy the way it wouldve made me happy before hocd. I knwo its all stupid and complicated but its just my mind playing tricks on me and it has me completely in control. Its very bad but ur message defenitly helped me to self reflect and try to keep doing the things i love even tho they might not make me feel the same way they used to. I cant give up. thank you for commenting!
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- 20w
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