It was hard being asked what she wanted. Should she admit that she yearned for a soul mate who would love her inspite of the dark cloud she lived in? Or would she choose to be cautious and say that she wanted the same things as everyone else? The trouble was, nobody understood how it… Continue reading What do you want? – A flash fiction piece
When she went to bed, she hoped she wouldn’t have to wake up again. Living in the darkness, with no hope about anything — she was sick of it. But morning came and she wondered if getting out of bed was necessary. The world was ugly. Plus, standing up and putting on clothes would take… Continue reading Too Depressed to Move
Her parents told her to keep herself busy. “You just need to keep your mind occupied.” She wished they understood the turmoil in her head. Friends were sick of what they called her ‘negativity’. Nobody liked the dark cloud that she carried with her.
She never hid the mental illness, letting loved ones know when she was struggling to stay out of that big, dark hole. She asked for a shoulder or rather, a good ear when she felt brave enough to. It was a matter of luck that her friends and family recognised her suffering. Most people saw… Continue reading Not Looking Depressed
When I’m drowning in darkness, I think of you. When I’m thinking of disappearing, I remember you exist. When I’m dealing with the war in my head, I know you are with me.
They told her that she had no reason to be depressed. “You have so much money and no terrible job to go to every day,” they explained. But she couldn’t help it. Even one Gucci bag a month couldn’t cure her despair. Some days, she’d wake up with a low feeling that threatened to keep… Continue reading No Reason for Depression
It took her years to realise that nobody liked depressed people. Shiny and happy 24/7 was the norm. “Stop being sad,” they said. “Keep yourself busy,” they advised with their lack of knowledge and missing empathy. She tried all this until she found the loved ones who understood the dark cloud that surrounded her.
Smiling on the outside, While braving a storm inside. Faking the happiness, While drowning in hopelessness. Seeking some understanding, While facing the emptiness.
Do you know how it feels to be hopeless? To feel as if you have nothing to look forward to and nobody to understand the constant raging storm in your heart? I do. Do you know how it feels to hate yourself and your life and everything around you day after day, month after month,… Continue reading A Few Words on World Suicide Prevention Day
I am no more, Because I have no joy. I am no more, Because I see no hope. I am no more, Even though I breathe.