"Others imply that they know what it is like to be depressed because they have gone through a divorce, lost a job, or broken up with someone. But these experiences carry with them feelings. Depression, instead, is flat, hollow, and unendurable. It is also tiresome. People cannot abide being around you when you are depressed. They might think that they ought to, and they might even try, but you know and they know that you are tedious beyond belief: you are irritable and paranoid and humorless and lifeless and critical and demanding and no reassurance is ever enough. You’re frightened, and you’re frightening, and you’re “not at all like yourself but will be soon,” but you know you won’t."
"Slowly the darkness began to weave its way into my mind, and before long I was hopelessly out of control. I could not follow the path of my own thoughts. Sentences flew around in my head and fragmented first into phrases and then words; finally, only sounds remained."
i added a link on my blog to my writings i do if anyone is interested in reading material and nonsensical ramblings of a young girl. have a lovely day everyone!
you gave your body to the lonely
they took your clothes
you gave up a wife and a family
you gave your ghost
to be alone with me
you’re too young to be covered with dirt. your grave would sprout with wildflowers. mothers warning their children not to play in the foliage for they might catch your sickness too.
old but decent so who cares
a ripped stitch
a hemmed flaw
you brought me into the world as an unlabeled orphan