Depression

Before I jump into today’s post I want to make on thing perfectly clear. I am not clinically depressed. I know (and have worked with) people who are. Many of those amazing people have opened up to me, knowing full well that I am an author, and shared their stories and journeys with me. I am good at empathizing. I am good at listening.

Many people have asked me if the age markers in the Kingdom of Fraun are based on mental illnesses. They’re really not. However, you all correctly identified that our friend, Eselda, is battling with depression during most/all of Book 2. She’s not a poet, that’s more Jordyn’s territory. But today, for some strange reason, she was speaking poetry to me while I was trying to edit.

So, without further ado, here’s a little poem. As always, this is my original work. Don’t steal. If you like what you see, feel free to buy a copy of Redeeming Jordyn and let me know what you think of the representation.

Sometimes,
when the sun rises,
I don’t have the energy to battle
with the demons
in my head.

Sometimes,
when the demons come
to fight
I don’t have the energy
to stand up.

Sometimes,
when we battle,
the demons and I,
they win.
Because they don’t fight fair.

Other times,
when they come for me
all I have to do is TRY.
And then?
And then I win.