I had a difficult time reading the Twitter messages from depression, as the person behind it seemed like a different person.
I found myself wondering if this was the same person who sent me these messages and the person I thought was a friend of mine was in fact an asshole.
The messages started out as jokes about my depression, but the more I read, the more they became personal.
When I got the message that someone was depressed, I wasn’t sure what to do.
What if it was me?
Should I share this with someone?
Was it even a bad joke?
I read it again, and this time I was confused.
I couldn’t figure out what to say.
I started to wonder if it wasn’t just a bad one.
I was starting to get worried that this was just an excuse to harass the person, but I was also worried about the person who would receive it.
And it turns out it was the latter.
I was trying to figure out if I should share this to someone else, and then I realized I couldn.
If it was just a joke, I would have to ask the person to not send it to me.
But I didn’t know who they were, so I started asking friends and family.
I had friends who were like, “Oh yeah, that’s the person.”
But then I started having conversations with friends about it and they were like “You should just tell everyone to stop sending you this.”
I started thinking that maybe I had been sending this to them, but it was actually someone else.
I wasn, like, Well, I should tell people to stop.
I didn: It wasn’t an actual person.
I thought that if I shared it to someone, it would have been a different story, but that didn’t happen.
I shared this to my best friend who was like, Oh, my god, this person sent me this.
And then he sent me another message.
I don’t remember what it said, but he wrote, “I know this is not the best time for this conversation.
But please stop sending me this.”
That message was sent to someone who has a similar name, and that person was like “Thanks for sending me your story.”
So I started sharing this to him.
And his response was, “Hey, I’m sorry for sending you the same story you sent me.”
That was a weird exchange.
I just don’t know how to process it.
But he was right.
I’m glad I did.
I didn’t get any tweets from that person, which surprised me because I assumed it was someone else and I didn