Day One

Today marks day one that I begin taking a medication to help manage my depression. I cant believe it got to this point,  but I'm not willing to let this disorder win. Here's to Hope. Love until later, Dani


1:00am Panic

  As I sit here crying, hyperventilating, I find peace in the tapping of my fingertips on these keys. The noise it makes as I am frantically spreading my words, reminds me of the sound my heart makes as it's pounding out of my chest. Last year.. God, or whoever the fuck makes decisions, gave …

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Don’t try to fix me. I’m not broken.

Noise machines. Brief and quiet stares. Forced tomorrows. Magazine pages flipping between nervous fingers. Sips of water to drown the sorrow. --- Here I wait. For my therapist to peak her head from her purposely decorated office. Impatiently waiting to hear me utter the news of the past week. Watching the clock tick it's tocks. …

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