Depression From My Perspective
This is what a day of being depressed looked like to me. This article shows what MY life was like for a period of time. My version of depression can be different from yours.
My alarm went off, I hit snooze. I fell back asleep and was awoken again by the blaring of my alarm. I hit snooze again, and this repeated itself for about an hour. The time that I have to leave for work is slowly creeping up on me, But here I am still in bed where it is safe and warm. Casually I sniff my armpits, they stink like all hell, but oh well.
Shit, I only have 5 minutes till I am supposed to walk out the door for work. Bills don’t pay themselves you know. Running to the bathroom I clean my pits with baby wipes and throw on some deodorant. I look at myself in the mirror and see a zombie staring back. Quickly I go through my dirty clothes hamper, because who really has time for laundry? I do the sniff test on some jeans and a shirt, they smell but they will have to do. Spray some Body spray to cover the odor.
Time to Go To Work
Once I arrive at work it is just going through the motions. Forced smile here, forced small talk there. As many cigarette breaks as I can muster without getting in trouble so I can scroll continuously through my phone and live anywhere but the real world.
The day is close to the end. One of my friends texted me about hanging out. I text back that if they would like to come to my house that would be awesome.
No. They want me to go over there.
I am trying to think of an excuse as to why I can’t go over there, but that is getting exhausting. I just muster a maybe next time. It is not like I didn’t want to see my friend, but just thinking about going anywhere but going
Home At Last
I get home, and I have time for a shower, but that does not sound appealing still. Too time-consuming, too much work. Just too much. I instead opt for the comfortable couch and binge-watch something on Netflix.
It’s starting to get late so maybe I should go to bed. I am tired, but I am not tired too.
Eventually, I lay in bed, my mind won’t turn off, usually criticizing myself on what I could have done better that day. Also, I still stink and I know I’ll regret not showering in the morning, but oh well. I eventually fall asleep.
Rinse and Repeat
The morning is already here, and I wake up to my alarm and start the repeat process of snoozing my alarm all over again.
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My Question For You
What Does Depression Look Like To You?