I think I forgot how to write…

I don’t know which words I want to get out of my system… I don’t know which words really describe how I’m feeling or what it is that I’m feeling. I don’t know how to describe what I’m feeling, even when you ask me, “What’s wrong?

I really hate that question.

I finally admitted to myself that I’m depressed, and that’s okay. It felt out of character for my happy soul to acknowledge the darkness taking over it, but I did it, and that was the first step to overcoming this dreaded feeling.

The whys and hows are still a mystery to me… is it someone that drove me to this feeling? Is it a home? Is it a friend?

I have no clue. All I know is that I’ll take better care of myself, and accept my feelings rather than deny them and turn my back on them. They deserve better.

I deserve better.