#justdepressionthings

its been a strange fuckin week and im about to impulsively dye my hair to cope with it

I’ve had this recurring dream where I am in a room all white with no doors with 1 person whose face I cannot see. I am screaming at the top of my lungs for them to listen to me, to hear me, to understand me, to make me feel heard. Even though I cannot see their face, I know it holds a blank expression. I know that they hear the words I am saying but are not comprehending the meaning. I know that as much as I say it and as many different ways to make it clear, they don’t ever truly hear or understand me. I slump down onto the floor, feeling defeated and deflated while they say in a monotone voice, “I understand” knowing full well that they don’t and then, I wake up.

cut my hair short today while i was having a mental breakdown. very cool.

y’all ever be doing something and think “wow this is really fun. i hope my motivation to do this lasts for a while.” bc same

When your bf wants to go out and introduce you to their besties but you’re too depressed to get out of bed so they cancel cause they don’t want to go without you and now you just feel even worse about everything in life...