Ocean blue.

My mental health is a precarious creature, retreating to the shadows as the shadow of stress peers over the horizon, staining the sunset a deep dark blue. They say your mind is like a blue sky, a sky that always exists irrespective of the storm clouds in the sky; travel upward and the blue sky will appear once again. Today my sky is stained a deep dark blue, a colour only fathomable if you were to experience such fathoms down below the ocean view. I look out at my view and all I see is a sky stained a deep dark blue.

What does stress do to you?

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