Lost 

I’m not sure at what point I lost myself again, and I certainly don’t know what caused it.

I cannot recognise my reflection in the mirror, once more.  I am not me. My eyes are hazy and greener than usual, which is generally an indicator of deep sadness or poisonous anger. 

I have succumbed to the hellish depths of depression and successfully hidden that fact from everyone around me.

And I have no choice but to keep hiding how I truly feel, because I can’t let anyone down anymore. 

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About zedmondson

Zoe. 22. Australia. I'm writing to share my experiences with Bipolar Disorder with others. I believe in fighting stigma surrounding mental illness. I believe in being able to wear my heart on my sleeve; or on my blog. And I believe in myself. That's what my blog is all about. Hope you enjoy x View all posts by zedmondson

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