By Darcie Johnson
The darkness surrounds me and all I want is to sleep. I’ve been here so long, I’ve almost forgotten why I’d ever want to leave. I’m alone and tired. So tired. But as the morning light shines in, it illuminates specks of settling dust and I start to feel hope that today is the day.
Breadcrumbs in a bottle by my bed, ignored for too long.
I hope I’ll brush my teeth. Comb my hair. I close my eyes and imagine the sun on my face. Just a few steps to my front door. I hope today I can make it.
I can feel this in my soul. So prevalent. Love the last part with the bit of hope for even the smallest of things can be an accomplishment. Well done Darcie!
Great expression of depression, anxiety and acrophobia. Beautifully written.
Agoraphobia!
I really felt this. The struggle and the small speck of hope. What an amazing write! ??
I guess we all feel this to some extent some days..very well written..
Great imagery… I felt the emotions…which sadly are far too common… Kudos…
Wow. Excellent writing!
Love the imagery!