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Reflections on life
So much of life is unseen, unheard, even by those closest to you.
The successes and joys are loud.
The grief, the despair, the pain, the aching loneliness can be quiet.
Connections once strong can ebb away like the retreating tide.
Friends drift. Things change.
What you used to love can one day no longer bring you joy.
When they say depression is a lack of vitality, rather than a lingering feeling of sadness, I wholeheartedly believe it.
When life has lost its glow and luster, what’s left is a world drained of color and meaning.
Food doesn’t taste the same. Laughs and smiles can be faked, guards raised so no one can see how vulnerable you are.
Some people say you fake it til you make it.
Why can’t you be real even when you do?
The thought of faking confidence when I don’t have it is suffocating. I try to meet the world with an image of bubbly joy, but I’m masking what’s underneath.
There’s so much uncertainty ahead.
It’s equal parts exciting and terrifying.
But maybe that means I’m living life as it should be — both a little scary yet so full of potential.
The days ahead give me anxiety and exhilaration.
We’ll see how everything pans out.
