Seeing Selena Gomez talk about depression made me think about how easy it is to hide the worst parts. I’ve had days where I answered messages, went to work, and acted mostly normal, while inside I felt completely worn down. Nobody around me seemed to notice, and honestly, I wasn’t sure how to explain it without sounding dramatic.
I remember sitting in my car after work one evening, not wanting to go inside because I knew I’d have to pretend I was fine again. That memory still comes back when I hear people talk about functioning while depressed. How do you tell someone things are worse than they look?