Down and Up
a good text message is like a hug on a rainy day.
i’ve been feeling like it’s raining for the last two weeks. it’s been rough, but i haven’t been able to place what was wrong. then this week everything went wrong. actually, nothing went wrong but i was still going crazy. okay, i’ll stop being vague. on monday, i had an emotional breakdown. cause? no idea. everyone i talked to made me want to cry. have i just not cried lately? don’t know. went to the doctor’s on tuesday and she said i might be going through depression. say what?! came home, was in denial for the night, couldn’t sleep, woke up for work. went to work on wednesday and felt like crap. was it because i didn’t sleep or was i actually going through depression? felt like the whole world was against me and anything wrong was magnified. it was a scary world on wednesday, but i kept telling myself that it was all a lie, things were okay. went to work today and felt a little better. still not completely myself, but better. and so there you have it readers: i am going through depression and you’re coming along for the ride.
back to my opening line though. a good text, like one from your roommate or one from a boy. they’re super helpful. i went out on valentine’s day. that’s all i’m going to say for now. smile.
