Tag Archives: Dépression



Why does it always rain on me 



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I can't believe I'm back. Here in this room. The roof of this room led to my brother calling me Pointy. And the name stuck. Today I toss and turn. Trying to find a comfortable position on my #childhood bed. And as always, failing. I think of all the nights I've spent here, trying to ignore the screaming and fights. Every day that I can remember in school is a minor victory against the powers of #sleep. Till the day the screaming was for me. For my swaying body, above the ground, as close to the pointed ceiling as I could manage. Now, I can't believe I'm here. I can't believe they've put me here. I can't believe I'm still awake. #shortstory #instastory #fiction #anxiety #depression photo credit @suchita_parikh_mundul

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Ex grasshopper


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She was going to puke. It felt like everything she'd ever eaten was seeking revenge now. This was why she'd stopped going on the #merry-go-round as a child. This feeling of being #dizzy and not being able to get off. This lack of control over her own life. Not knowing why something was happening but being powerless to stop it. Something crawled up her throat. She shook her head. Looked at the three women in front of her. She didn't even know why, but they'd taken against her. Her #anxiety came back full force. Taking this job had been a mistake. Leaving home had been a mistake. Trusting that people liked her was a #mistake. She turned and ran, hunting for an #escape. Or the bathroom. Whichever came first. #shortstory #instastory #fiction #depression #panicattack

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Follow the brick road