Tag: depression lies

If I Could Pretend That I’m Asleep When My Tears Start To Fall

Yesterday was a good day. Yesterday was a much needed breath of fresh air. Yesterday was a good day. So why does today have to suck so hard? To flashback, Ashley-Michelle and I decided that we needed something of a mental health break and just wanted to get the hell out of town for a

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Trying to Scream Underwater

JOSH’S NOTE: I suppose there’s a first time for everything. I’ve never felt the need to post any sort of warning before a post before but today is just a little bit different. Today we are diving into some deep shit and I feel the need to offer a fair warning to anyone of my

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It Really Is the Little Things

I truly love my followers on here. Thank you for fully calling me out for not posting yesterday! I ended up getting called into work a double so I was at the bar working from 10am until a little after midnight. Normally I write my Tuesday posts starting Monday evening and finishing up on Tuesday

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What Am I Even Doing Anymore

It was around this time last year that I had my own version of a nervous breakdown and ended up in the hospital. It was far from being a pleasant time in my life. As I write this now, I’m know I’m in the middle of a depression. It feels a lot like the flu

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I’m Not Dead, Just Floating

First and foremost. If you were not aware, they released Newsies: The Broadway Musical on Digital Video and there’s a fairly decent chance that I have watched it at least ten times since Tuesday. I got to see it twice in theatres during the limited run and I’m really hoping I can see it live

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Why is it Only Wednesday?

This week has low-key been the worst. As I wrote that, I realized that it’s only Wednesday. Now I want to crawl into a hole and die. The general consensus among my friends has been the full moon which I think arrives tonight. Mercury is out of retrograde so I can’t blame that. I don’t,

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Depression is a Bitch and My Brain Wants Me Dead

The posting was a simple one but in reality it said a lot, “Depression is an evil nasty little bitch and I absolutely refuse to let it win. If I’m being honest, it’s got a pretty good lead on me right now.” It was Friday afternoon and I was sitting in the parking lot at

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