Not Everyone With Depression Is a Quiet Kid

4 comments | March 1st, 2012

(story submitted anonymously, by a Chestist)

No matter how open-minded and conscious we may be, we can all fall back to judging books by their covers and people by what we see sometimes.  But, we're reminded by this story that never know anyone's real story until they share it. She shares hers here:

When you can convince people you are shallow, no one bothers jumping in.

When the surface is shiny, no one looks beyond.

Sometimes it's the ditzy sugar-coated valley girls who are deeply unhappy. Not everyone with depression is a quiet kid who wears all black. Sometimes the best way to go unnoticed is to wear hot pink and contrary to popular belief, guys look at you less if you show some cleavage (no one's ever gonna look you in the eyes if you're givin em a free show). I hide behind popularity. I am not who I present myself to be. I'm not confident. I'm not vapid. I'm not stupid. I'm not happy. I'm not even a real blonde. I'm just a girl who's had way too much practice lying. I had to hide the bruises and keep the secrets since I was about 8. I've been cutting for years. I've had an eating disorder since 6th grade. I attempted suicide last year. I guess I just figured if I didn't want anyone to find out about the fucked up little kid who's drunk brother stole her childhood and who never really grew up…I should probably hide her where no one's looking.  {end story}

We've got so many different thoughts running around our head after reading this one, that we can't keep them all straight.  We want to than the writer for not hiding here, for sharing, for speaking up and out.  We want to ask her to please not hide herself…for she's beautiful, vulnerable, strong. 

What do you think?  Can you relate, help, join the conversation?


  • Sal

    Posted on March 1, 2012

    I agree with Off Our Chests. Do not hide. What you’ve already shown us is beautiful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted on March 1, 2012

    “I am not who I present myself to be.” How many of us could say that but do not? I know I could. All too often, I feel like a chameleon, constantly changing who I am to fit a situation, so no one really knows who I am.

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  • SF Girl

    Posted on March 1, 2012

    I remember watching this show on MTV called “If You Really Knew Me” and it was all about breaking apart the cliches of the jock, nerd, druggie, cheerleader. This one girl, she was so beautiful and popular and everyone thought she had “it all”. No one knew that her home was a disaster and that school was her escape. People aren’t books and our covers may not have anything to do with our stories.

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