I have a hard time talking about my depression. It’s easier for me to stay away from people, no one gets hurt and I don’t become a burden to anyone. A lot of people tell me that I could talk to them and that they are there for me. Unfortunately, like many of us, there are only certain people that we can confide in. So … Continue reading not quite an open book
I’ve only told a hand full of people who really know what’s going on with me and I’d like to keep it that way. I recently reconnected with someone, one of the ones that I have told more about me than I would have liked to. I didn’t get into much detail, just the basics of what it was. We had dinner and hung out … Continue reading don’t think you know me
Everyday we hear of someone committing suicide. Someone’s relative’s nephew. A man that lived down the street who walked his dog everyday. A famous rockstar. Whoever it might be. Then you hear the people around them talking about how selfish they were to take their own lives and what will happen to those they leave behind. He was so happy all the time. You would … Continue reading I Wish They Knew
He stands around in the dark, watching, waiting for the right time. You notice him and he lets you see him with a grin on his face and you get scared, try to shrug it off and carry on with what you were doing. He begins to follow you as a shadow in a small distance, you see his grin grow and this time he … Continue reading The Devil’s Playground
It’s been over a month and I haven’t got much to say only that life has been one massive roller coaster in the last few weeks. My last post mentioned my ongoing ordeal with depression and medication that hasn’t failed on me for 5 months, actually 6 months. Well I spoke too soon and now I am I’m in the process of changing medication again … Continue reading life’s roller coasters
It strips away your identity slowly but surely. One by one you stop doing the things you love to do because it makes you lose interest in them. At some point you begin to forget those things and you lose yourself. You forget why you loved to do those things in the first place. You just don’t want to do anything. You forget who you are. It … Continue reading Depression is Mean
Sometimes I feel like I start to come back, and even then, I quickly fade away back into the depths of nothingness. It’s been a while since I’ve written anything, although it feels like forever. Even my journal, that I carry with me everywhere I go, has been feeling empty and lonely. It longs for words that I do not have for the time being. … Continue reading am I back yet?
Just came back from a church retreat in Big Bear in which I almost didn’t go. So much plagues my mind of why I didn’t want to go, the anxiety of being up there, and the comfort of knowing that the people who have been watching over me were just a room away and most especially, God always being present even when my mind wouldn’t … Continue reading An honest prayer
It’s so sad when people over use or misuse depression so lightly as if it was just another emotion. It makes those who actually have the condition look like it’s just an excuse or are not taken seriously. I didn’t do a lot of research on it, but I see it happen all the time… someone doesn’t get something they want and say “I’m depressed … Continue reading misuse of words
ok so this bloggers block has not left me and it’s a bit irritating… i have a bunch of stuff that i want to write down and wrote out full paragraphs and such in my head but when I get to here… i can’t seem to get the words out… so i’m gonna try it this way… I’ve said it before and i’ll continue to … Continue reading a whole lotta random stuff
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