One illness, millions of stories.

by Em   Nov 1, 2026


Nobody knows what

Depression does as
Every
Person is different.
Relapses
Envy
Sombre
Suicidal
I am
One of
Millions.

I don't want pity or understanding.
I want to spread some awareness.

We may suffer one illness
But
We are undeniably different.

None of us know what
An individual feels.
We just need to be kind.

Let's face it,
That smile,
That nod of the head or
The little ‘how are you’

Might just save a person
From something they didn't know
They needed saving from.

©Em

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