The expectations of people are exhausting. Hiding how we truly feel is exhausting. Wearing the mask (a,k,a smile) is exhausting. I’ve been in a horrible slump of depression this past week and this is one gift from experiencing depression, I’m okay if no one likes me, I’m okay if I’m not making people happy, I’m okay if I’m not smiling.

We all are.

Insightful as always, John :)

Newspaper reporter in Eastern Iowa. The views expressed are mine alone.

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