journal entry #16: no complaints pt. 1.
i am profoundly sad. i won’t say that i’m depressed because i haven’t been diagnosed as such but it would be foolish to ignore my current state. this is the first time i’ve said this aloud to anyone. to be honest, i should’ve said something sooner but i hate to complain. complaining feels like a sign of weakness. friends have asked me how i’m feeling or doing so many times and i never know how to answer. there’s the fake answer that is a complete lie: “i’m gucci.” there’s the answer that doesn’t directly answer the question but says enough so you won’t continue to probe: “i can’t complain.”
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