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The Smile I Don’t Mean: A Poem About Hiding Depression Behind a Mask
Depression doesn’t always look like tears. Sometimes, it looks like forced smiles, good hair days,
August 13, 2025
Depression doesn’t always look like tears. Sometimes, it looks like forced smiles, good hair days,
He’s not real. But oh, how he ruins real men for us. The fictional boyfriend—crafted
There’s a moment, days or weeks after the heartbreak, when you hear their name in
There are loves that shape your soul long before you meet them in real life—and
Disabled people are often reduced to metaphors—portrayed as heroes or victims, symbols of strength or
Love doesn’t always live across the street. Sometimes, it lives in another city, another time
The night has a way of amplifying absence. In the quiet, we hear the memories
Not all love stories are made of light. Some are forged in shadows—built from obsession,
Not every casualty of a terror attack makes the evening news. Some vanish into the