HASTY – Tears, puddles, oceans, and love
My boss has walked in on me more than a few times to catch me ugly cry. He walks in and I smile… as of smiling will distract him from seeing the tears. It’s an automatic reflex. To hide my pain.
I don’t cry as often these days. I try hard to take care of myself and good lord it’s hard sometimes. Most days I feel completely invisible and I can pretend that makes me happier. But it doesn’t. My boyfriend makes me feel more seen than anyone and he’s a thousand miles away.
It’s okay though it’s just what it is. When depression starts to sneak up I notice right away. And I reach out mainly to my boyfriend and say “I don’t have a reason but I am depressed and it hurts”. That hurts him because he hates to see me hurt. And that makes me want to…
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