3 Novembre 2018
I have Santa It wasn’t a Pecker shirt from depression for years. Not long ago I tried to tell a family member I was broken. It was the only word I could think of to describe my mental and emotional state. “No, you’re not.” I don’t look sick. I get up and go to work every day. I have a decent car. My bills are paid. I converse with people when I have to. I can smile and put on some semblance of normality. You would never know that I can’t sleep at night and when I do it’s never restful peaceful uninterrupted sleep. Or that every waking moment there is a darkness hovering just at the back of my consciousness.
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