![]() UnderstandA Poem by CristinaHeather
I think people want to understand
Depression. Anxiety. Cutting. I think they want to be compassionate and understanding when you try and explain why; Your brain works the way it does. Why sometimes you are Excited. Why sometimes you feel charming and sexy. And like everyone should be dying to become your friend. That is when they can accept your diagnoses. They can push the fact that your brain is wired differently from theirs. In ways not even doctors fully understand or can explain. But when you Crash. Unexpectedly. Become low and moody. Migraines, mood swings, mania. And all you feel is blue, nobody really wants to deal with you. But they don't understand. It's not your fault. You've lost your tether to humanity lost inside your own head. And when your meds make you Sleepy. And sort of out of touch they'll be offended that you can't focus on the constant chatter of their mouths. So it's easier, just to push people a w a y. So you don't have to explain, just why you feel this way. You think I am unaware of how bad of a friend I am. How incapable I am of simply being there for another person. I can't even be there for me. I am aware of e v e r y s i n g l e f l a w I wear them as scars on my skin. Physical reminders of all the ways I'll never measure up. So when you try and understand what's going on in my mind remember; It doesn't quite work like yours. The rules don't apply. And if you think it's frustrating for you, just imagine, how frustrating it is for me.
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1 Review Added on December 27, 2013 Last Updated on December 28, 2013 Tags: psychology, depression, anxiety, life, pain, dark Author
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