I recently realized that sometimes it’s the people who laugh the most, and seen the happiest that are really depressed, and have bad anxiety so they try to cover it up...I would know, it takes one to know one.
“It’s the ones who laugh the most...” - Anxiety and Depre...
“It’s the ones who laugh the most...”
I agree,; sometimes when I'm at my worst with my depression and anxiety is the times I pretend I'm fine because of fear of people thinking I'm crazy,or rejecting me ,or just repelling people.
Yea it’s a way to mask what is really going on
They also say, comedians are the most depressed. Hard to believe, they make us laugh and seem so fun to be around, not a downer. You can't judge a book by its cover. We all need help, we all help one another. None of us are alone. We all have something. Share your something and as they say, misery loves company. You are not alone.
I call it putting on my happy mask.
It is too true. Often times I feel so fake whenever I show myself as being positive, energetic, happy and strong. But I've come to terms with it and accepted it as being the part of me that I like and prefer to show to others and to myself. The only problem is that people don't ever expect me to be depressed or in need of help. I don't want to be seen as vulnerable but I don't want to keep on hiding my problems. Maybe when I get better I can go back to being the gal I want to be but for right now I think that the best thing for me to do is open up a bit.
True. Sometimes the moments when I'm struggling the most with my depression and anxiety are the moments when I hide it the most. That's gotten a lot harder, and has led to more isolation, but I still feel like I have to pretend I'm fine sometimes when I'm really not.
This is me, people who don't know me very well are easily fooled by it.
I think the jokey side comes out, when you learn that being anxious, negative and pessimistic makes people steer clear, which is really quite sad. I spoke to my friend earlier, who has been through hell and back more than her fair share of times, but she always laughs and jokes, for the first time ever today I felt the need to ask her if she had thought of harming herself, for the first time ever, I heard her cry. It's heartbreaking that I know she feels she has to put on a brave face and a smile, she has been through so much, I feel so bad that she doesn't know it's ok to not be ok