A cry steps out my chest and calls into the ocean abyss. The waves batter my limbs against my body and leave me powerless. A current grabs my legs and fights to pull me into its waters. The air in me replaced by liquid and I am breathless. My salty tears drown my lungs and … More depression again…
What if it’s happening again? What if… what if I am slowly slipping south again? What if this is not just a blip but a line? Maybe this is depression… again… How many days has it been? It’s Friday. A week and a half then. Maybe two weeks? I think it’s two weeks. I forget … More I’m sorry if I slipped
Honestly, I miss my anxiety and depression. I got used to their presence. They have been by my side many nights since I was thirteen. In the last eight months, they have all but been my life. I drew comfort from my pain and suffering. Now it isn’t here in the same force as it … More running from… what?
A pink pill slips down my throat again. Been awhile and I missed its taste. Take me off it and my body rebels. Nausea laces my thoughts and vertigo dances in my eyes. Electric shocks run across my brain as my body withdraws. A wall of depression assaults me. Anxiety screeches through my body halting … More PINK PILL
The waters of life are pulling me apart. They spin me round and round, sucking me deeper. Their icy cold grip sends shivers through my heart. My body is struggling to swim. The water is getting too deep. My heart has sunken to the ocean floor. This sea of suffering, of hopelessness and fatigue, has … More where do I TURN?
I remember when I really started to struggle with depression and the thought of feeling ok seemed impossible. My world began to sink and I didn’t know why. My life felt like a black void that blocked out light. I was hurting, hopeless, confused and lifeless. The void was sucking out the oxygen on which … More feeling OK seems impossible