You may not see me or hear from me often…
But… I’m still here.
Everyone tells me how they can see my potential… all I see in me is hopelessness, incompetence, and despair…
But… I’m still here.
I am always doing for others what is expected of me and more… even though my soul cries out to me and I ignore…
But… I’m still here.
I give lots of love to those for whom I care… yet inside I neglect one person. My love to her is rare.
But… I am still here.
I wake up and do what is required for the day to go on… when really, I want to stay in my bed, under my covers and pretend the world is gone.
But… I am still here.
On the outside you see my smile, my charisma, my put-together appearance and style…. secretly I hide my insecurities, my flaws, my tears all the while…
But… I’m still here.
The sun shines, there are so many possibilities each new day has in store… yet there are times I want to give up, give in, I can’t take anymore.
But… I’m still here.
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Photo by Catherine McMahon, via Unsplash
A busy mother of 4 children...rookie photographer....wannabe surfer or professional dancer. Dealing with depression, congenital hypothyroid, and anxiety most of my life.
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