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Depression Series- Raindrop

  It felt as if I was being torn apart, spread too thin for my body. Like I was in a fog. It was overwhelming. As time passed, more and more others joined me. I got cramped. Yet my feeling of being broken apart was slowly leaving me. I felt like I was becoming myself again. Whole and unified.
Well I guess that just made me too different. I was happy, then I was being dropped so as to no longer be with everyone I had felt close to. They left me. I was falling, falling so fast. I thought for sure it would be the end when I hit the bottom. I just knew it. So I was surprised when I realized what had happened.
I hit the bottom, yes. But there I wasn't alone. I wasn't the only one who was left behind for being different. We gathered together, became a large group, and once more we found familiarity with each other.
We traveled a lot, saw sights we never knew existed. Met others who were the same as us,even if some were dirtier than others. Some we had to say goodbye to, but others we got to say hello to. I felt happier than I had been for a long time. As if my light was beginning to shine once again. Like I was being uplifted.
But soon I was spread too thin again, and was left alone. I was fitting in the way I used to, torn apart and alone. It wasn't until I began to change that I knew that I would get to explore once again. Because even though changing meant being left behind, I knew when I hit the bottom again inevitably, I would not be alone anymore.