Uncertainty.
I'm not sure how to discern the difference between depression and grief.
Depression is something I've lived with for a very long time but this kind of grief is entirely new to me. It has assimilated my essence in a way I thought only true love should. So real and present in every part of me.
It's this kind of reality that sometimes prevents me from taking my medications. It seems so wrong to deny the very soul of living. And yet, I keep wishing I could not feel this way.
Tomorrow is my brothers service and I am going to read that poem I posted last week.
I just don't know what to do.
Depression is something I've lived with for a very long time but this kind of grief is entirely new to me. It has assimilated my essence in a way I thought only true love should. So real and present in every part of me.
It's this kind of reality that sometimes prevents me from taking my medications. It seems so wrong to deny the very soul of living. And yet, I keep wishing I could not feel this way.
Tomorrow is my brothers service and I am going to read that poem I posted last week.
I just don't know what to do.