My light went out a while ago.
Some say they fade so gradually,
But I could name the day.
For me it was a lot like when
There is the popping of a fuse.
The switch flicked down
And darkness bathed my inner world.
But this thing, it can be fixed,
Just a simple call for help
And light can be restored at once.
Power flowing through my veins,
My brain on fire with pharma joy.
The lights will flicker once again
But next time it won’t trip me up,
A flicker’s all that it will be.
Depression can feel like your brain has had it’s own little power cut. It feels like all the lights have gone out and there’s no way of fixing it. Some people say that depression creeps up on them, but for me, it’s sudden and shocking. It’s just like the fuse popping and plunging a home into darkness.
Fortunately, we live in a world where it’s OK to talk about mental health issues and there are really good medications available to help. This help is kind of similar to calling on the electrician. It just takes someone who knows what they are doing and everything can go back to normal. I don’t know about you, but I find this thought really comforting.
If you are struggling under your own dark cloud then do reach out for help. Talking about things helps immensely and there is no shame in relying on medication to help you through the difficult times. There is light at the end of the tunnel and I know that you can make it through.
Rachel x x