DEPRESSION!A Story by Asra Hakak“It’s like someone unplugged you from the socket of feelings''
Depression is not something you can link with smeared black eyeliner, smudged mascara and tears running down your face along with kajal leaving dirty black marks all around. It's not a blood stained tub or a blade slitting your wrist. It's not being rocked back and forth by your lover as he whispers''I love you'' in your ear . No it ain't that sort of imagination at all.
Depression is not the dread you feel when the person you love the most doesn't text you back . Depression is disgusting . It is low and filthy and dirty and it eats you away' bit by bit. Depression is the messy look of your room . It's messy not because it's considered cool nowadays but because you have no energy to clean it up and you have no energy to clean it up not because you are physically tired but because of mental tiredness. It is the hunch in your back and the defeated slouch in your shoulders, the kind that your parents always try to fix, exclaiming '' SIT UP STRAIGHT'' but what good does that ever do. Depression is the hours spent lying in your bed, trying to sleep desperately but not being able to do so at times and at other times it's falling asleep for hours when there is so much work to do but you have no motivation. Depression is-your eyes being so heavy lidded and the circles beneath that don't fade even after a good night sleep. Depression is the sinking feeling you get when you enter school and your mind is already set- why would you care about your grades when You don't care about your life! It is the darkest kind of dark, the kind that intoxicates your brain and turns your best friends to enemies, your family to people you simply push away so they don't have to hurt just because you do. It is the raw feeling of emptiness -the kind that eats you away slowly slowly deep down leaving nothing inside . It makes you incapacitated and incapable of feeling anything but sorrow and sadness because of anything and everything for nobody but yourself . Depression is the deepest hole you could ever think of, the only one could ever think of because you dug it yourself . It is being not only unable but unwilling to pull yourself up, having darkness swallow you whole . Depression is not the time of failure, it is the inability to see a bright future after a dull past . © 2015 Asra HakakReviews
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2 Reviews Added on September 18, 2015 Last Updated on September 18, 2015 AuthorAsra HakakIndiaAboutThoughts are rare to come and pressures of life make less what one knows but notes help to remember and reflect.I write down my thoughts, thoughts that have no name given,I write down dreams and night.. more..Writing
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