My girlfriend came over yesterday to do my hair for the big work party. Apparently my hair is awful but you'd never know from this picture (she did a great job). And that seems to be what life is all about, isn't it? Pretending we're all fine even when we're not.
When we do let someone see the "not so pretty" parts of us it's very disappointing when they go away. It's so hard to put yourself out there in the first place. Then there are those people who you know will never walk away. You can disagree, you can fight, you can yell and they still show up the next time you're supposed to be together. My brother is one of those people for me.
I won't lie. I can FaceBook it up as well as anyone else. And I can make my life look perfect. But it's not. It's good enough though. I'm luckier than a lot of people. I do however have bad dreams that don't go away. The old life still haunts me at night and sometimes my roomate says he hears me screaming in my sleep.
That's the one thing I would change if I could. If I could just sleep I would have no complaints with life. I still manage to get out of bed in the morning, go to work, even though some mornings are not as easy as others. I think if more of us could tell the truth, confess that our lives are not perfect FaceBook pages, that we struggle, we wouldn't feel so alone. We'd know the truth - that there are so many of us out there dealing with depression, with anxiety. That we love our lives, we are grateful for what and who we have but we're dealing with some heavy shit. We're not broken, just bent.
Sullivan out.
Nice looking kids!
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My brother is very handsome. Inside and out. :)
DeleteWhat a terrible suit. It's like something a pedophile would wear to the circus. You're bro looks like a 70-s throwback pied-piper that likes to touch children where they wee.
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