“We’re all lonely for something we don’t know we’re lonely for. How else to explain the curious feeling that goes around feeling like missing somebody we’ve never even met?”
“I’ll never be as loved as I was when I was pregnant, but I don’t want to bear the thought of losing another life from inside me. I’m done.”
You are the only person that is in your presence at all times. Think about how much you like yourself when you’re alone. Do you like the person you are? Or are you too hard on yourself?
I was depressed. Sleeping was the only escape. If you are sleeping, you don’t feel pain or sadness. It’s like you’re not there. It was the closest thing to death for me.
It can be tempting to be frustrated with a depressed person who won’t get out of bed and do something. Get a new job! Go to a yoga class! When you see someone not take action to better there situation, it can be hard to have patience.
You laugh along. Because as long as people are laughing, it’s fine. You can deliver vulnerable truths, just coat them with a lightheartedness.
Once I realized that my depression was mainly simply a state of mind reflected by my choice to be miserable, I was able to start making the steps to recovery.
I’m happy, I’m positive, I’m optimistic, and I’m depressed.
Soak in your own denial about what you’re doing. Justify it rather than just shrugging it off. You had a hard week, you just don’t feel like going out, you’ve earned this.
Known for her spoken word performances and deeply personal writing style, “Green Eyes” is Ari Eastman’s second collection of poetry. In this assortment of love letters to the past, hopes for the future, and raw confessions about the present, Eastman makes no apologies for who she has become and how she got there.