Mania Ran Away, Boo Hoo

Mania is gone, she visited me only for a few days, it seemed. Depression is sliding back in. Take life one day at a time. One heavy day at a time. Back at home with the folks. Three weeks. Day two. Things are tolerable. Hours go through me like water. I allow my mind to rot. Luckily I have homework from school to keep me busy. A few minutes and I am mentally pooped. I need to remember that the past is the past, though much of it remains the same. Certain things are different. I am older, and have more control over my life. This is a temporary passage of a few weeks. My life is bigger than here, than them. 

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A woman who remembers enjoying writing.
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