A short paragraph about the way depression feels to me.
Depression is…
Depression is different for everyone.
Depression is when you spend a minute longer while washing your hands, just to watch the water flow
down the drain. When you stare into the mirror wondering, what’s wrong with you. Noticing every flaw on your face, wondering why you feel different then you used too?
When you wake up in the morning and lay in bed trying to gather the energy to get up and face the world.
Wondering why bother? What’s the point of getting out of bed today. Bed means safety, you can find comfort and warmth in your bed. Just laying under the covers, head buried into the pillow, is there any better place to be? Where you don’t have to face anyone, you don’t have to try and explain what’s wrong with you. You don’t have to fake a smile to get through the day, never worrying about peoples piercing glares. Too much time seems to be spent in your head, constantly thinking and wondering about every aspect in life. Why do things happen the way they do?
Songs can speak to you in a way no one can, soothe you, somehow make you feel a tiny sliver of comfort.
When being around people becomes a job, when the smallest things feel like all your energy is being torn away. How can you bring yourself to eat when you can barely roll out of bed?
depression is an open-ended promise for peace, comfort, love, security, warmth .. as real as each feels and therefore just. It is feet on a cold floor, sunlight, freedom, confrontation, unknowns that drive us to our beds. i question societal eyes as who's to blame or thank.
this is a wonderful write Jennifer .. open, honest .. lets us who experience it connect in sychronicity .. you have captured depression well here .. hmmm
wondering why you feel different then you used too? Then should be than.
Then denotes a moment in time, than is comparative.
There are a couple grammatical errors but altogether an interesting piece.
You should delete the 2nd line. It is obvious and redundant. Your description clearly states this as your personal perspective.
depression is an open-ended promise for peace, comfort, love, security, warmth .. as real as each feels and therefore just. It is feet on a cold floor, sunlight, freedom, confrontation, unknowns that drive us to our beds. i question societal eyes as who's to blame or thank.
this is a wonderful write Jennifer .. open, honest .. lets us who experience it connect in sychronicity .. you have captured depression well here .. hmmm