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Does not give you the luxury to prepare you for a bad day, you always have to be ready, prepared to fall down... at any moment. It has no reasoning, making no sense. It is not patient, convenient, or loving or caring, no.. It is in fact, just the opposite. I could go on and on for another 500 words to try and explain, with all the different possible adjectives to describe the feelings that come with these terrible two nightmares. But that is exactly all they are.. They are like, Grey Nightmares. They are the days where you feel a heaviness, in your head, like a 5lb. weight. They are the days were you can physically feel the dark, heavy, cloud above your head, and the rain sitting on the edge of your lower eye lid, making your eyes all heavy and sad. It is exactly that, cloudy, sad, never ending might mares. Anxiety and Depression can't begin to explain to your love ones, how sorry you are, for feeling the way you do, for ruining a night that was supposed to be great. for the feelings of unexpected sadness, and worry. But it is just that. It is unexpected, and heavy, cloudy and grey.. And so many words can only try to explain, such unexpected pain and worry. b.v.r.
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Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 9:06 PM UTC
Anxiety & Depression
Does not give you the luxury to prepare you for a bad day, you always have to be ready, prepared to fall down... at any moment. It has no reasoning, making no sense. It is not patient, convenient, or loving or caring, no.. It is in fact, just the opposite. I could go on and on for another 500 words to try and explain, with all the different possible adjectives to describe the feelings that come with these terrible two nightmares. But that is exactly all they are.. They are like, Grey Nightmares. They are the days where you feel a heaviness, in your head, like a 5lb. weight. They are the days were you can physically feel the dark, heavy, cloud above your head, and the rain sitting on the edge of your lower eye lid, making your eyes all heavy and sad. It is exactly that, cloudy, sad, never ending might mares. Anxiety and Depression can't begin to explain to your love ones, how sorry you are, for feeling the way you do, for ruining a night that was supposed to be great. for the feelings of unexpected sadness, and worry. But it is just that. It is unexpected, and heavy, cloudy and grey.. And so many words can only try to explain, such unexpected pain and worry. b.v.r.
To the ones I love, I love you, I'm sorry.
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Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 9:06 PM UTC
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