afterthought.

depression creeps in like a slow fog, settling into the corners of your mind before you even realize it’s there. it’s quiet, patient, & insidious.. until suddenly, you feel like you’re sinking into an abyss with no clear way out. the demons that accompany it are familiar, whispering old narratives of unworthiness, failure, & despair. and then there’s the SeLf-sAbOtÂgE, the cruelest trick of all!! the part of you that reinforces the darkness, convincing you that you’re not worth the fight. convincing you to be an afterthought. 

the thing about demons is they thrive in silence, feeding off isolation & unchecked thoughts. they grow stronger when we keep them hidden, afraid to speak their names. the first step to fighting them isn’t winning,, it’s acknowledging that they exist, the war within. 

and prob worst of all is the feeling of being an afterthought to those around you. the quiet, creeping realization that you are never the first choice, never the priority, never the one anyone truly remembers. it’s an ache that lingers in the background, feeding the loneliness & reinforcing the lie that you don’t matter. my existence is not incidental. we are all human, after all.

depression & self-sabotage want you to believe that we’re alone in this. NOT THE CASE. there are people who love us, people who see us even when we feel invisible. 

because sometimes, the simple act of getting dressed, stepping outside, & letting the world see you is its own quiet rebellion against the darkness. even if it's just for a GIRLBOSS ERRAND, even if it's just to take a walk around the block, feeling good (or at least feeling ‘put together’) can be the nudge you need to remind yourself that you're still worthy of being