#drepession

[nerdreamer]

[kleebi-bitch]

I’ve struggled so much with my mental illnesses either by losing friends or gaining toxic habits but something that I never thought would lose was my passion for drawing and art. I became so obsessed with making everything perfect that I didn’t want to start anything because I New that it wouldn’t turn out to be perfect or up to standards or expectations and that path lead me to a dark place. A place where I couldn’t express who I am, a place where it was suffocating, a place where I wasn’t okay. But that’s okay. I learned that the hard way. That it’s ok to not be perfect and it’s ok to feel this way but it’s not okay to stop what you love because is not “perfect” or good. So that is why I post my art on this platform to show that it’s not perfect and not good but that’s ok if I can show they world that it’s ok to not be happy with your work but still have the strength and courage to continue I know that this world will become better though support and determination. SO I SAY SHARE WHAT YOUR PASSIONATE ABOUT AND OVERCOME ANY STONE THATS IN YOUR PATH.

[the-royal-blue-network]

For twenty-something Micheal life is a bit of a struggle. But even when he loses his head, Micheal's husband, Darius, is always right beside him.

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[blanketburritotoro]

Here we are again. On the interweb-edness.

Scrolling. Watching. Looking.

For an emotion.

[bonnibelsworld]

Últimamente, de la nada empiezo a pensar en ciertas cosas o en ciertas personas y empiezo a llorar. No importa si estoy en un lugar público o en mi sala o en el auto o con alguien. Solo me llega a la mente y me pongo en blanco, mirando a la nada. Y empieza a salir una lagrima tras otra sin ninguna razón. Tengo miedo de estar dañada o algo así.

[overcoming-it]

I feel better this morning. I can’t even remember the questions I wanted to answer for myself. Somehow a different strategy worked for this morning. Once I woke up, I knew I had a lot to do, and I had to get it done very soon. That inexplicably picked me up out of bed before eight o’ clock. I almost never get out of bed before eight unless I have an opening shift.

I turned off my phone’s alarm. I hated it. I resented it. So, I cut it out of my life. It didn’t bring me joy, it was a burden. My body’s natural wake-up cycle woke me up on my own time. Of course, I made sure I didn’t have an early commitment like an opening shift at work. From now on, I’ll be checking my schedule the night before, and if I have an early shift, I’ll set an alarm. Otherwise, if I set an alarm, I’ll just turn it off in the morning and go back to sleep.

I’d like to see how I feel with this adjustment for a week or so. After that, I might start forcing myself out of bed by charging my phone in the living room instead of right next to me.

You hear a lot that the symptoms of depression result in staying in bed a lot later than usual. That is getting more and more common, and when I think critically about that, I don’t think it comes down to everyone in the world having depression. Some research may have to be done to see if depression is on the rise. My curiosity is now getting the better of me.

If staying in bed is a huge sign because you don’t want to get out of bed, maybe we as a society should stop enabling bed culture. Let me tell you what I mean by bed culture.

My wife, before she and I were married, would stay in her bed and text me all morning. I was out of bed consuming mindless content while she was doing the same while texting me in her bed. On the days she didn’t have to work or go to school, half of her day was flushed away. She texted me and consumed content on her phone. Instant gratification on two fronts.

What is it about our culture that truly enables us to be lazier? Maybe it’s not the television in the living room, but the television in your own room. Maybe it’s not the computer in the office, but the laptop you can use in bed.

In the coming months, I really want to invest in a huge change. I want to start using my bedroom as a bedroom. Right now, it’s my living room, bedroom, office, and dining room on some nights. And I complain that I don’t have enough room. I’m closing my eyes and ears and complaining about the teacher being ineffective. I don’t think that’s a way to live my life.

[focusedgenesis]

So surprise, surprise I had a little bit of a depression episode right after my last post. Enjoy this crappy sketch of me and my depression. #drepession #sketch #doodle #beginnersketch