I am nothing. {What depression really feels like}


Broken & Bipolar


I can feel it coming on. My insides begin to stir and rumble and something just isn’t right. My heart starts racing. My head starts pounding. The tears start coming and the words go flying.

Oh God no, not again.

I know what’s coming. I’m going to be sick. It’s like bile. Dark and nasty; just waiting to be forced up to the surface and vomited out. I am convulsing.  I am shaking with anger and rage. Then I am convulsing with tears and pain. I can’t breathe! This sickness in my head has taken over my body and wants to kill me. The demon is back.

I try to run. But it’s no use.

Help me! Please somebody help me!

You say you’re there, but I can’t feel you. You say you care, but I don’t see it.

You just have words. Lots and lots of words.

Words of…

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About terriknoll

Jesus lover and gramma of 13
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One Response to I am nothing. {What depression really feels like}

  1. terriknoll says:

    http://www.annemariemiller.com/ not ready for this crap yet, but want to keep it for future reference.

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