Okay, so screw the old lengthy about me that used to be.
I'm Jake, 19, I go to film school.
I'm depressed, yes, men can be sad too.
I like talking to people. So don't be shy.
But I do have heavy social anxiety, which makes it a little hard for me to hold conversation with people, as well as it is a chore for me to even work up the courage to say hi, so if I say hi, feel special cause I managed to work through a panic attack or two just to say hi.
If you want to read, by all means read, and follow me. If not, I'm not trying to force you to, or beg you, or any other reason, if not, then don't.
Anxiety is not rude. Depression is not selfish. Schizophrenia is not wrong. Eating disorders are not a choice. Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder is not crazy. Mental illness isn’t self-centred, anymore than cancer is self-centred. It’s a medical illness.