Weeks ago, I deactivated my main Facebook account. It was sudden and I became quiet. Like I didn’t tell anyone. I didn’t respond to people quickly to their queries why I did it. To be honest I was tempted not to reply at all. I was tempted not to speak at all. I was at that point that I just want to disappear from people.
When you see pictures of me like that, I know that you think I’m weird. Well, I’m an adult who dresses up as fictional characters. Of course I am weird.
A lot of people assume a certain look on someone who is depressed or someone suffering from a certain mental illness. They think we constantly look “emo” or sad. Sometimes they don’t know that the one they are interacting with is someone who is suffering from a mental illness.
This is a very common scenario and this prompted me to do a spoken word about it.
Okay. I tried spoken word. Take note on the TRIED. I hope get better on this. Ugh. So forgive me on this one but nevertheless, I hope I managed to get the message out there.
Every time I go out, I always wonder where can my feet take me. Even if I know where I will go but I still wonder if I decided just to go out without a plan… where could these feet lead me to?