Subject Matter Warning:
This photo blog post contains images that may not be suitable for everyone. Themes are sensitive and I don’t want anyone who may be in a difficult time or suffering from suicidal ideation to be affected by this. This post is purely an interpretation of depression as I’ve experienced it. If you do not feel comfortable with these darker themes please close this tab and move on to one of my other posts.
–Vraxx
The face of depression is lying alone at night with a small lamp, waiting and wishing for sleep to come. Trying to push aside the constant flood of memories that hit when your mind is idle.
Sometimes fearing you’ll never rest.
The face of depression is wanting that way out and seeing the things that could make that happen.
But realizing that you should do something more constructive like maintenance for your next day at the range.
Sometimes it’s seeing how a sliver of metal could make you focus on a different pain.
But remembering that it might just be better to give yourself a nice shave and brave the outside.
The face of depression isn’t a face. It’s the nondescript things that we suffer every day. The small tasks that seem insurmountable, the triggers and risks we navigate like a minefield that most take for granted.
The face of the depression is that mirror we wake up to every morning and reminding ourselves that we have to keep moving forward, regardless of the pain behind us and the challenges ahead of us.
For higher resolution versions of the above:
https://vraxx.smugmug.com/Abstract/The-Face-of-Depression/
