I wanted to breathe, but I couldn’t. It felt like I was underwater — deep underwater. Maybe it was the sea. I tried to swim up, but something kept pushing me down. Everything around me was blurred, and eventually, I stopped trying to save myself. My mind went numb. I just wanted a few breaths — maybe some last ones. It felt like everything was coming to an end.
I woke up in fear. Oh no — not again. Another nightmare. That was my second attempt to sleep that night.
This is how depression feels.
Like you’re sinking in the sea. You want to fight for your life, but you can’t. Because something invisible holds you down — something you can’t see, can’t touch, but can absolutely feel.
TheSparklingWords // Anushree Vaishnav
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