Cleanching my fist to my heart.
Squinting into at darkness.
Dreading and fearing this awkward emotion or feeling.
Im drenched in what?
Theres darkness all around me.
But i can see.
I can see...,
me.
I see my past.
I can see love and pain.
I can feel...
I can feel warmth and cold.
I feel strength but not weakness.
No.
I cant feel it at all.
I realize im brave and strong and kind.
I Found not me exactly, but some part of me.
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NouvellesThis story is about depression and how getting out of it changes you. Depression can get the best of you but you have to fight against it. It wont happen from one day to another but this is sorta the way some people heal from it!
