Some lines in particular really struck me as accurately articulating what it feels like to be going through depression:
That's how depression hits. You wake up one morning afraid that you're going to live.
How exhausted I am, even in my dreams. How I wake up tired. How I'm being drowned by some kind of black wave.
What I want is for someone to understand, but they don't really. And that makes the platitudes harder to bear.
Jesus. Listen to me. All I say is the dark side of everything. Poor Ruby. I kill her joy. Look at her sad, discouraged face.
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