Dear Depression,

I’m breaking up with you!

It’s over now, you can leave

I can’t remember the first day we met

when you swept me away

And I was caught in your net

I was in a sad place, that I remember

Alone with two hearts, I am their mother

I was all alone, with dreams that were shattered

Telling officials all that had mattered

I had to be strong and survive as well

I silently cried, I could not tell

The pain in my mind was yelling at me

The heart that was pure, defending me

I awoke each day, not seeing your face

No feelings allowed when in this place

You did not ask me to enter my home

Nor greet me hello , or any shalom

With no introduction, I thought about you

I did not know you wanted me too

Your insistence to see me when I was alive

Romanced my poor sorrow when I did drive

Your visits increased, you’d come unannounced

Not even a word you jumped in and pounced

You told me of things that I never thought

And how I believed..why the hell not?

Who could resist your admiral qualities

Undying devotion and potent loyalties

I was cold…so I put on your cloak

Not caring at all, my neck it did choke

So many times I loaned you my mind

It was just my way, to always be kind

You almost succeeded that time from before

But then I heard it, that knock on the door

It started so softly, so I wasn’t that sure

Since I was listening, my eyes chimed in too

The fog all around me divided in two

And there in the grey, was my break through

**

Dear darling depression, it’s been quite awhile

I thought of you last week, and I had to smile

There was a clear trigger that stared right at me

And then I remembered.. I’m ok to be me!

#PaulaG #opism. #paulapoems

Published by PaulaG

I am a deep thinker, lover of thoughts, a prolific writer sharing my words. In sharing I am caring. I am a member of the human race with an appetite to motivate, inspire, empower and provoke thinking. I stand for dignity in humanity. I am compelled to a vision that we are all here for a reason, life is like a deck of cards... “My cards. My deal. Life is learning the game!” #opism What is OPISM? I have come up with this term as my nick name is Op and they are my own quotes representing a moral doctorine belief system. Thus...Op+ism=Opism. #opism My Motto! “Dignity is Free” How I live...Embracing Dignity My professional experience is disbursed across industries from financial services and sales to that of personal and emergency care. As one who has trained and coached, mentored and taught; it has become a passion within to witness and feel joy in the achievement and success of others that I have been associated with. I am a lifelong learner and have created and facilitated various training materials. It is through such experience that I discovered the power of positive feedback in both professional and personal manners. I am self disciplined, accountable, determined, humble, loyal and adaptive; but above all I value my integrity! I am a decent human being. It is with my greatest pleasure to share with others the power of positive words.

8 thoughts on “Dear Depression,

  1. Paula, as somebody who suffers from depression and anxiety I know all too well how they make you feel. Very often people will suffer in silence rather than talk to somebody or seek help from a mental health professional due to the stigma people like me are put under. This is plain wrong!

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    1. Me too Joel…that’s why I’m not afraid to let it out now. The stigma is more the cause for prolonged diagnosis and relapse of you ask me…it’s almost borderline a disease of society really. I suffer all these. It’s a miracle I am still here today. Thank you so much my dear friend. You are safe with me! 🙏🙏🙏🙏

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