Depression
It’s been a long time since I felt this.
I didn’t want to feel it again.
The third time in my life and it still hurts so much.
Dancing and writing are my way out, but why do I feel like I can’t even do this anymore?
Work is getting insane, the problems with my own family don’t seem to stop and suddenly, I wake up feeling like that again.
“You can have it all, just not all at once.”
I figured it out myself.
And as if my heart problem wasn’t enough, I found out I also have feet problems from standing too much and from wearing high-heels almost non-stop. It hurts so much I can barely sleep the three hours I have free..
Unlike the previous two, which only made me shut myself down from the outside world, this depression turned me into someone I hate.. I’m always paranoid, I get angry very easy, I explode from little, trivial things. Heck, I even jumped to hit my boyfriend.
Still, no one really seems to see it. Nobody came and said, “Oh Jay, you don’t look well. Take a few days off, we can handle it here,”
Nope. They didn’t.
They only care about the money.
I love people, I just hate the society. Funny... WE are the society.
I don’t want to lose the people around me like last time, but I just can’t take it anymore. I’m emotionally unstable. I admit it. Now, please, give me a pen, some paper and good music... I need to recover.
Oh, I forgot. It sounds simple, but I can’t do it.
The calm, balanced and calculated Jasmine is gone. Here stays a young woman who sees nothing ahead... But who believes that she can get up.. Maybe after some time. Right now, she’s way too deep in to even care about getting up.
Sorry for the ranting. I just wanted to let it out..
Comments