Constant Battle

My heart and my head are in constant battle. One day one tells me I am depressed and the other says no, I’m fine and then they flip flop the next.

Don’t I have a say in this?

I’m constantly praying because I don’t want to lose myself, but most days I don’t know if I’m coming or going.

When does it end? Where are my friends, you say? They are right where they should be.

I don’t even know what to say to them anymore. I love them with all my heart, but when I felt I was depending on them too much, I pulled away.

I’ve pulled so far away that I’m not sure how to get back to where we were.

Things have got to get better….