today was the first day in a while that i have cried in class.
in health we are doing a stress unit, and today's topic we touched on depression and the symptoms of it. i immediately thought about two years ago, about my friend who almost killed herself and was always on the verge of it. even though now she is great and doing fine, i couldn't help but start crying about the thought of all the things that happened that year. it really took a blow to my life, now that i think about it.
i wonder why, in fact, did i cry though. everything turned out to be okay, and life had went back to normal. we even joked about it back then.
why does it seem so serious to me now, after two years, even after joking about it?
dynamo version · Fri Mar 11, 2011 @ 11:37pm · 0 Comments |