It’s weird being high-functioning.
It’s hard for others to see what’s wrong, sometimes it hard for ME to see what’s wrong.
I go to work, I clean my house, I cook dinner, I don’t feel much.
I experience life as a monotone melody, everyday feels like the same day on an infinite loop.
I’m here, I’m there, I’m nowhere while being everywhere
It’s not horrible, it’s not great. It just is.
It’s weird being high-functioning because I often forget I don’t have to live like this.
I’m diagnosed with major depression and anxiety along with other things but I am considered high-functioning. This may seem like a good thing but that’s not necessarily the case. Many people go through life as high-functioning without even realizing it. Being high-functioning doesn’t always mean you’re doing better, sometimes it just means you’re getting used to it.
