Irony
Is it arrogant to admit that I've been feeling pretty good about myself lately?
I just think it's delightfully ironic that the more I come out of my depression, the darker my wardrobe gets. Yes. And it feels so good.
It's ironic because most people would associate dressing that way with the opposite: with being depressed. But the more depressed I got, the less I cared that what I wore represented my personality, and the more I just put on whatever fit me regardless of how it looked. And so, my closet was suddenly colorful because my apathy killed my sense of style.
But now I'm awake, and I feel like Estelle again. I've begun tearing through my closet to find the black pants and dark purples and reds that I used to love. My combat boots, my a-symmetric smokey grey skirt, my black button-up with silver stripes, and so forth...
I'm me again, complete with my fetish for "gothy" tastes, and I'm god damn proud.
I just think it's delightfully ironic that the more I come out of my depression, the darker my wardrobe gets. Yes. And it feels so good.
It's ironic because most people would associate dressing that way with the opposite: with being depressed. But the more depressed I got, the less I cared that what I wore represented my personality, and the more I just put on whatever fit me regardless of how it looked. And so, my closet was suddenly colorful because my apathy killed my sense of style.
But now I'm awake, and I feel like Estelle again. I've begun tearing through my closet to find the black pants and dark purples and reds that I used to love. My combat boots, my a-symmetric smokey grey skirt, my black button-up with silver stripes, and so forth...
I'm me again, complete with my fetish for "gothy" tastes, and I'm god damn proud.