I was…

I write about my depression and its struggles. (The Beast)


I was doing so well.

Keeping it all together, in a perfect puzzle.

Everything was starting to clear up. 

Why now? 


I ask myself that question everyday since my diagnosis. 

2007 to now.

No one actually wants to hear how you are really feeling, I’m not even sure if family or friends ever do. 

I was fine.

But, maybe this was the calm before the storm.

I haven’t slept well in the past 5 days, I’m secretly hoping that this will be the thing that kills me. 

But, probably not.

I have never been lucky. 

Down the rabbit hole I go. 

Author: The Beast

Writing my experience with depression.

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