i’m so sick of being told “you seem like you’re doing fine to me” when literally everything is a struggle and it’s literally killing me just to “function” and do normal daily activities. i’m constantly faking enjoying things and pretending like i care. all that ever goes through my head is horrible dark intrusive thoughts. i’m literally living in a constant state of impending doom. just because i can make small talk and manage to get to work everyday does not mean i’m magically cured, that just implies that i’m dramatic sometimes. people only believe that i’m struggling when i’m crying or hyperventilating, they don’t realize that i feel even worse 24/7. it hurts so bad when my loved ones just choose to ignore how hard i try to be a normal fucking person. i hope this made sense, thanks for reading