I took a picture of me and my kitten during one of my low days. Not just any low day, one of the crippling, I want to function but I can’t low days. I want the world to see that depression, anxiety, PTSD, bi-polar2 disorder are not glamorous. I feel like even commercials for anti depressants are too light. There are days when I physically and emotionally can’t get out of bed, much less put on make up or do my hair, or even put on a bra! Low days aren’t when something bad happenzt, it can happen in the middle of Lowe’s, suddenly you just start bawlling and you don’t know why. It sucks. Depression suck. But I’m going to survive.