I’m Tired.

“I’m just tired.”

That’s how depression makes you feel.

Tired.


But it’s not like a well-maybe-if-I-get-myself-a-big-ol’-glass-of-milk-and-send-myself-off-to-bed-for-12-hours-I’ll-feel-much-better type of tired.

It’s a dear-God-please-cancel-everything-I-can’t-get-out-of-bed-today type of tired.

It’s just an all-consuming, completely defeating, motivation swallowing tiredness.

Tired of working a job that makes you feel worthless.

Tired of leaving the house and having to face the world with about an inch of confidence.

Tired of spending time with those who will never understand.

Tired of feeling the same foggy way every. single. damn. day.

Tired of having to leave your bed.

Tired of feeling nothing towards anybody or anything.

Tired of being tired.

There’s no energy left to laugh or play. Every drop of motivation is sucked out of your body and you’re left exhausted.


Don’t get me wrong, there are good days or weeks and sometimes even months.

Days where you want to run around and experience life and cherish every second of it because lord knows that the desire to leave your house will be taken away eventually.

And again, you’re left tired.

Everyday is long.

Everybody else is happy.

Everywhere else on earth is more colorful.

And you want it to be a wonderful day

And you want to be someone who bleeds happiness

And you want to be somewhere beautiful

But you can’t.

….’cause you’re in bed.


So if you know someone who suffers from depression, don’t think it’s your fault or that it’s your heroic responsibility to drag their butt out of the house and slap a smile on that pale face.

We just want to feel understood.

If you know someone who suffers from depression, don’t assume something specific is causing this depression. Chances are they don’t even know why they feel this way.

We just want to feel understood.

And finally if you know someone who suffers from depression, go crawl into their bed with a plate of cookies right now and let them talk to you. No judgement. No advice. No demanding what made them feel this way.

Just let us feel understood and loved


I’m so sorry if you feel tired right now.

You have no idea how much I understand…

Bad days will come and let me tell ya… they’re gonna frickin’ suck

But it’ll get better of course because,

Every single bad day still has a sunset.

Every single bad day still has an end.

And I have a feeling that tomorrow is going to be a beautiful, beautiful day

And hey, maybe you won’t feel so tired anymore.

7 Comments

  1. I found your blog from your “How To Get The Girl” post, and then I found this post which made me cry because THIS is how it is. Thank you for your words, you have no idea how much they just meant to me! I love your writing and I am so glad I found you.

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  2. Thank you. For this and all your posts I have read. I could never write it down on how I’ve felt when the days are hard and I just don’t know the point anymore. Some days I’m more motivated then anything and I set things in motion I don’t know are good for me. And when the time comes, I know I can’t do it. And it hurts.
    It kills me to know that other girls are in college and I don’t know what I want out of life.
    It kills me to know that I feel this way even when things are so great.
    I want to be like so many people and just be happy doing life and motivated to do it, every day, not just yesterday or tomorrow.
    But things are good. Life is good. I just can’t find myself being happy in it.

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  3. I think this is wonderful. I have major depression so I understood a lot of this. A lot. You’re amazing. God bless you.

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  4. Wow. This is spot on. Thank you so much for being unashamed about this issue. I’ve been there, too. And now I’m trying to do whatever I can to help my peers who are suffering the same way I did. Thanks again!

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  5. Thank you for this. Personally, there is one song that perfectly describes my depression: Keep Breathing by Ingrid Michaelson. “I want to change the world/Instead, I sleep” . but thank you for telling the world what it’s like.

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