THE DARK SHELL

It's always the voices,the voices that start as low sounds. With time,it picks momentum, slowly defining it's identity. It always starts as some 'voice'. As time goes by,it really isn't just that voice. By defining itself,it also defined you.... only that you didn't know. As time goes, you lose interest in the things that once excited you,you don't want to be with 'others'.....even family and close friends became 'others'. To you it's just another day of exhaustion, you're just tired.....but not the normal tired,the MENTALLY tired.

Depression.

Anxiety.

It crept in. It keeps gnawing at you mentally. You're always just tired. You're always not ready for conversation. The energy,is gone. It hurts,it really does but not in the way they know. You're tired but you can't explain how. Invasive thoughts start, it's scary but it's there.

That is how depression started for me. It was dark in my mind. It was eerily dark. 'If only' thoughts ran through my mind. If only I understood it. If only I knew what it was. If only someone was there to take me through it. If only..........

Let's create awareness on MENTAL HEALTH

(Training Tuesday)