Recently started taking anti-depressants at the advice of my psychiatrist bout 2 weeks ago. The persistent suicidal thoughts have mostly stopped saved for a couple of times and the world is brighter. 

I'm not happy though. When I talk with friends or family, or laugh at a joke, I smile but I'm numb inside. The anxiety has increased sometimes. A bit like wearing a comedy mask but you're actually the tragedy mask within. I count my blessings though, that the meds might make me feel even better in time :) hope y'all had a good day too 🫂