My Depression

My depression

No one ever told me what depression was really like

No one told me that one day it’d greet me as soon as I woke up. That it was here to stay.

I was told what is does to your brain. I was shown how it looks. I was told chemically, what is going on. In large words that I didn’t quite understand yet.

When I woke up to it, it covered my eyes. It was going to lead me

Nowhere.

It was as if it strung a blindfold around my eyes. As if it spun me around and right before I got motion-sickness,

It stopped.

It made me lose my direction.

I once had plans laid out before me. A map of what I wanted to do in life. It slashed its way through the writing and ruined the pictures I had made. It made me start again.

It made me forget life before.

I had one good week in 365 days. That left me with 358 bad days. The first time I had a good week, I couldn’t enjoy it.

I worried too much about it coming back. The second time, I knew.

It wasn’t ever going to leave

Me

Alone