explaining my depression

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Some days it's as small as a piece of sand. Other days it's a mountain of emotion. On those day I can't even leave my bed. I lay alone and cry. People ask me of I'm ok and I say yes. I don't want to worry them with my depression. So I tell them I'm fine. I know it hurts them to feel helpless but I can't help myself. How can they help me?  My depression and anxiety keep me from living. Yes I'm alive but I don't feel like I am. I wish I could go away till I feel better.... But I can't.

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