Oct 20, 2018
Nobody sees us when we are depressed, anxious or just lost. So guess what. I see you.
I saw you get up for work even though your stomach turns with stress every time you have to clock in.
I saw you toss and turn from insomnia as your mind ran races about not knowing what the future holds.
I saw you smiling at people even though your body was trembling from an anxiety attack.
I saw you break down and have no one to pick you back up but yourself.
I saw you treat yourself as a way to cope. Don’t you dare feel guilty.
I saw you get your barings together every morning before facing society and I’m proud of you.
I see you.
I really see you. And you’re doing well, and you are loved.
