A flame keeps flickering and never dies.I buried myself in memoriesWhere are you who I’ve become addicted to?Misunderstanding curved into bones inch by inchSo stubborn to pretend to be okayFate is hard to predictLove is fragileI miss you. My heart filled with warm sadnessIt’s like a pair of wings.I can’t stop and I can’t fly…
#HearMyHeart: Dissociative identity disorder
…. this is a continuation of a blog I wrote last year about a mental disorder called Rage under the Uganda Blog Community (@Ugbloc) theme #HearMyHeart. She sat there and looked at me for what felt to be too long but was only 5 minutes. I think she was studying me. Checking out my reactions…
#HearMyHeart : Rage Part 1
The anger builds up and the outbursts are rampant. Even a simple ‘how are you?’ sets you off.
#HearMyHeart : Depression
“People think depression is sadness, crying or dressing in black. But people are wrong. Depression is the constant feeling of being numb. You wake up in the morning just to go back to bed again.”