I feel it chasing me again,
nipping at my heals,
like a cloud of black smog.
It's always hovering over me,
but this time,
it's catching me.
I can't seem to run fast enough...
Yeah, I'm not really a poet, I know.
So how do I say that the depression is grabbing hold again? No one else seems to notice. Even Amazing Daddy doesn't ask. Maybe he is afraid.
I know I am.
Depression is such a scary thing. I'm sorry that no one is noticing - I'd be willing to bet that you're hiding it well. Don't let it go on too long before you ask for help. (((hug)))
ReplyDelete(I had some major PPD after my son was born, so if you ever want to talk, just let me know)