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Write Through It
Expressing myself through the written word is the art that gets me through my darkest days
I’m writing this, in the aftermath of an awful five day period.
Throughout those five days, I was hardly able to bring myself to get out of bed.
An internal sadness topped off with an extreme lack of energy plagued me practically out of nowhere, after feeling better than I maybe ever had, the previous two months.
This is not a piece about the prior two months, how good I felt or the therapy and antidepressant that helped me get to that point.
This, is instead me writing through and about the darkness I endured over the past five days, that I thankfully seem to finally be approaching the other side of.
My logic in doing so, is if I can write about the good, which I have, then to not write about the bad would be to not tell the whole story.
During five of the most mentally painful days that I can recall in quite some time, all of the old depressed feelings and thoughts came back exponentially exemplified.
I wanted to sleep the days away but couldn’t, yet I could hardly bring myself to get out of bed. The anxiety, irrational fear, and recurring thoughts.
