When the depressive brain fog lifts, music is allowed space in my head.
It catches me unawares.
I find myself singing along to the radio, or singing a few lyrics from a catchy song that’s stuck in my head. I used to do this BAD (before anxiety & depression).
This reminds me that:
I am still me.
I have anxiety and depression…but I am still me
I will not let it define me.
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