Feeling blue is nothing new. I've been there a many times and I've been back. But it's the scare that is more troubling.
I am scared of being depressed. Because I know how it feels like. I know it'll be better in a few, and time will heal and all that. But I know in that state, it's freaking difficult to believe any of that. It's like I'm panicking, that I can feel myself slipping. And I feel even if I ask for help, no one can truly understand. It's the uneasiness in my tummy and it weighs my bones down. It feels wrong coursing in my veins somehow. It feels feverish, but you're not so lucky. Feel like crying out, but it doesn't help much.
It is obvious now, to be scared. But I'll get over it. I know. I want to believe. And I will.
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