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Biết Đủ là Hạnh phúc 🙂 :
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It’s okay not to be okay. But fuck, I’m tired of losing my days to it. And sometimes, losing my way. These images are separated by just a few hours. One moment I’m out, smiling, enjoying a coffee and getting on with life. A few hours later, I’m hiding from the world in a darkened room, listening to the whispers that depression brings. No dramatic event. No obvious trigger. Just the black dog doing what it does. And I’m fucking frustrated. Not ashamed. Not disappointed in myself. Not judging myself for having another bad day. Just tired. Tired of losing hours, days and sometimes the joy in things I’ve spent years looking forward to. World of Warcraft: Midnight was one of them. Now it’s happening again with WoW Forever, something I’ve waited since 2004 to experience. And that hurts. Because depression doesn’t necessarily take away your love for something. Sometimes it just takes away your ability to feel the joy it brings. I remastered my song Black Dog Blues for this post because it captures something I struggle to explain. The darkness. The whispers. The suffocating fog. And somewhere beyond it all, a voice breaking through. A hand reaching into the jaws of that dog to pull me free. You were always enough. I’ve spent a long time hoping someone else could be that voice, that hand. And while there’s nothing wrong with needing people, I’m learning that voice needs to become my own, too. Because I don’t want my way out of one darkness to become another cycle of dependence. And here’s something else I want to say. Some people won’t understand why I listen to sad music. Why I write about depression. Why I keep talking about it instead of just trying to be happy. And you know what? I’m so fucking glad they don’t understand. Because maybe that means they’ve never experienced just how devastating this can feel. And I wouldn’t wish it on another human being. Not one. I don’t share this because I want pity. I share it because if I’m feeling this today, I know there are others out there feeling it too. Some are surrounded by people. Some are sitting alone in dark rooms, just like me. Some are smiling through conversations while fighting battles nobody knows about. And some are simply trying to make it through another day. It’s okay not to be okay. It’s okay to be angry about the days you’ve lost. It’s okay to be frustrated that something you love doesn’t bring you the happiness it once did. And it’s okay to talk about it. Talking about depression isn’t glorifying it. Listening to sad music isn’t necessarily choosing to stay sad. Sometimes music gives a voice to feelings we haven’t found the words for. Sometimes sharing those feelings is how we remind someone else that they’re not the only one. We may be physically alone sometimes. But that doesn’t mean we’re alone in what we’re experiencing. And if this reaches even one person sitting in their own darkness today, I hope they know someone else understands. I don’t have a magical answer. I haven’t conquered the black dog. I’m just fucking tired of losing my days to it. And today, I needed to say that out loud. You were always enough. Even on the days you can’t feel it. 🎵 Black Dog Blues (Remastered) #DepressionAwareness #MentalHealthMatters #Black #ItsOkayNotToBeOkay #MentalHealthAwareness
It’s okay not to be okay. But fuck, I’m tired of losing my days to it. And sometimes, losing my way. These images are separated by just a few hours. One moment I’m out, smiling, enjoying a coffee and getting on with life. A few hours later, I’m hiding from the world in a darkened room, listening to the whispers that depression brings. No dramatic event. No obvious trigger. Just the black dog doing what it does. And I’m fucking frustrated. Not ashamed. Not disappointed in myself. Not judging myself for having another bad day. Just tired. Tired of losing hours, days and sometimes the joy in things I’ve spent years looking forward to. World of Warcraft: Midnight was one of them. Now it’s happening again with WoW Forever, something I’ve waited since 2004 to experience. And that hurts. Because depression doesn’t necessarily take away your love for something. Sometimes it just takes away your ability to feel the joy it brings. I remastered my song Black Dog Blues for this post because it captures something I struggle to explain. The darkness. The whispers. The suffocating fog. And somewhere beyond it all, a voice breaking through. A hand reaching into the jaws of that dog to pull me free. You were always enough. I’ve spent a long time hoping someone else could be that voice, that hand. And while there’s nothing wrong with needing people, I’m learning that voice needs to become my own, too. Because I don’t want my way out of one darkness to become another cycle of dependence. And here’s something else I want to say. Some people won’t understand why I listen to sad music. Why I write about depression. Why I keep talking about it instead of just trying to be happy. And you know what? I’m so fucking glad they don’t understand. Because maybe that means they’ve never experienced just how devastating this can feel. And I wouldn’t wish it on another human being. Not one. I don’t share this because I want pity. I share it because if I’m feeling this today, I know there are others out there feeling it too. Some are surrounded by people. Some are sitting alone in dark rooms, just like me. Some are smiling through conversations while fighting battles nobody knows about. And some are simply trying to make it through another day. It’s okay not to be okay. It’s okay to be angry about the days you’ve lost. It’s okay to be frustrated that something you love doesn’t bring you the happiness it once did. And it’s okay to talk about it. Talking about depression isn’t glorifying it. Listening to sad music isn’t necessarily choosing to stay sad. Sometimes music gives a voice to feelings we haven’t found the words for. Sometimes sharing those feelings is how we remind someone else that they’re not the only one. We may be physically alone sometimes. But that doesn’t mean we’re alone in what we’re experiencing. And if this reaches even one person sitting in their own darkness today, I hope they know someone else understands. I don’t have a magical answer. I haven’t conquered the black dog. I’m just fucking tired of losing my days to it. And today, I needed to say that out loud. You were always enough. Even on the days you can’t feel it. 🎵 Black Dog Blues (Remastered) #DepressionAwareness #MentalHealthMatters #Black #ItsOkayNotToBeOkay #MentalHealthAwareness

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