I feel so stuck in the middle of an empty room. I am wondering, what am I doing here? Not feeling anything at all. I guess people will never understand, how I ever needed space and time to collect myself and face the world again. Because I have lost it all, my faith, my love for everything that I do, I don't even care for what anyone would think of me anymore.
People would tell me, I just have to rest. Oh! How I hope that if I rest, everyone will understand. If I can just sleep and eat it all away, then I would love that, for me to be at my feet again.
It is so hard to protect the mental health. People tend to not understand you. When you are stressed or depressed and tired, they would tell you, what are you stressing about and what makes you depress. And man, it is just so hard to explain and just so hard to find the words, that all you can do is cry in silence and cry you heart out in front of them or cry silently and secretly.
YOU ARE READING
Pages of life
Non-FictionIn every pages there is story to tell and I do believe that maybe all of us can relate, these things happens in real life.
