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one day it all made sense,

why my emotions felt like a rollercoaster,

why I could be feeling on top of the world one moment

and then rock bottom the next,



a disease of the mind, a flippant diagnosis,

something that I laughed off,

I couldn't be,

right?



'It's not true', I whispered as I hit enter,

'It can't be true', I said as I read more and more,

'No', I muttered as I felt dread thread its cold fingers along my scalp.



Up and down and up and down,

for the rest of my life,

not hormones,

not womanhood,



A disease.
My thoughts and process on my recent diagnosis.
Millee Nov 2024
Oh, spin the wheel
to see what to feel
you're not in control
this isn't your soul
the chemicals decide
whether depression or pride

you're only a shell
with no story to tell
but what the author has wrote
so leave your note
let your voice be heard
even if only a word

"Help"

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