I’m Sorry …

I didn't call you back.

I was buried under a pile of blankets
Counting my breaths
Attempting to drown out all the noise
Trying to slow down my racing thoughts
Praying to hold on
Fighting the darkness
Willing myself to get up
Practicing positive self-talk
Bargaining with the universe
Begging the pain to just
Stop.

I'm sorry I didn't call you back.
🦋

What have you been putting off doing? Why?

EVERYTHING!!

Dishes … laundry … returning a call to my mom, who has been calling for 2 days but I don’t have the strength to pick up the phone and utter the word ‘hello’.

I’ve been putting off hanging a pile of shirts in our closet, but hey, at least it’s all clean..

I’ve been putting off some photo editing as well. I have a little over 120 pictures needing to be uploaded to my laptop, and sorted then edited but I haven’t been able to get in a clear frame of mind to even be able to think about it.

I’ve also been putting off something else… asking for help, telling somebody … because I anticipate that things will get a lot worse if I do. Depression has flooded every part of me, both physically and mentally. I have very little control over what enters my mind. From terrifying images that flash without warning to lines from songs that get stuck on repeat, over and over and over to absolute silence.

A couple of ppl know I’m not well but they aren’t in any position to help. My psychiatrist is out of the country until the new year. I have no more options. Unless … I go to my family doctor. Tell her how severe my insomnia has become. But I’ve been putting it off because …

I’m scared. I’m scared of having to answer any questions she may have because I really don’t want to talk about the fear, the dreams, the feelings, the memories …….