Rambles

Clinical depression. A diagnosis I have received twice in my short life. GAD. General anxiety disorders. Once so far.

I am not sure if I will ever be convinced enough that those labels aptly convey my reality in its totality, to use them as a label on my sense of self.

Some days I feel those labels offer a microgram of relief from myself. I am what hundreds of thousands of other people are. Sometimes that knowledge can remind me of the world outside of my own experience. The one I am part of.

Some days can speed past, with a play of emotions fit for a year's worth of drama.