Okay rose_tinted_skies :)
My entry is done..

The Mental illness I chose was Anxiety.

My depiction of it is like this..

Why have I shown it in this manner?

~ Anxiety is that feeling of losing all hope on things what you like and can never get.
There might be that one Ray of sunshine you'd hope for ...but it's shattered by what reality has to offer.

When I cry for things I'd hope of getting..I'd get shushed because nothing is what it seems in my dreams.. nothing is what I wanted.. nothing matters anymore.

I'd stop myself from crying and my throat hurts..it feels like I'm being impaled with Arrows..
Each arrow signifys what reality brings to me..

I wanted to go to my favorite college.
I never got it

I wanted to make new friends.
I never did

I wanted to be independent.
I can't

I wanted to be myself.
I have to be what my parents want me to be

Each of these feelings brings me to a point where I start accepting my fate and never believe in dreams..

Because they aren't true..

These thoughts..
I have been carrying it with me for so long..
I never thought it would be a burden until how big it's grown on my back ..

The pain is terrible..

♥

Anyways..

Love you all soo much!
Bye..