Depression is an awful thing. Trying to claw your way into normalcy is a hurculin task. Doubly hard when you have children. They dont understand why mom or dad is not functioning and they just love you, no matter what. Sending strength your way....
Thank you for sharing this and I wish more people could understand how debilitating depression can be sometimes. None of us ask for it. I am not a mother but I send light and hope your way. I don't think I would understand the severity or depth of depression even as a a teenager... I didn't understand that's what I was dealing with until I was diagnosed in college. So I can only imagine it makes it even more complicated wanting to protect a child's innocence but also let them know you're trying your best and it's not so simple to explain. Most of us do the best we can with what we are given. There are few words for how that darkness can come into our lives when we just want to live the best life with our family, friends and ones we love.
Depression is a terrible thing, It lives inside you like a second version of yourself and now and again takes control. This poem is very sad, it begins with those two words, (which I looked up the term, good morrow means good morning despite sorrow) It trundles down the path of huge desperate emotion. There is hope in the writing, as the children are mentioned and sometimes these can be the only thing that keeps us alive. Then the sucker punch at the end. A great piece, hard hitting and desperately sad. 10 points