Will You Think Of Me When You Dance
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Countless moments with nightmare-fueled depression take a toll on the mind and soul of a person. Writing about the pain felt at the lowest moments and spreading those painful yet delicate emotions on paper became a daily release. These words or descriptions of the pain of broken love and mental health illnesses were never meant to be shared. Lonely personal thoughts, maybe even a diary of emotions, were meant to be collected in the dusty bottom of a drawer. However, in an effort to express the darkest pain, some of the poems were exposed to a few friends and a counselor who encouraged the publ...
Countless moments with nightmare-fueled depression take a toll on the mind and soul of a person. Writing about the pain felt at the lowest moments and spreading those painful yet delicate emotions on paper became a daily release. These words or descriptions of the pain of broken love and mental health illnesses were never meant to be shared. Lonely personal thoughts, maybe even a diary of emotions, were meant to be collected in the dusty bottom of a drawer. However, in an effort to express the darkest pain, some of the poems were exposed to a few friends and a counselor who encouraged the publishing of the anguish-filled collection. After more than ten years, one final plea, in tears, opened the thoughts of publishing the misery. She explained how deep the poems had touched her and helped her to better understand, cope, and deal with her own battles with depression and other mental health issues. This created a revelation that maybe someone could benefit from reading the work. An exciting yet challenging journey was began to publish the works with hopes of helping those who struggle to understand. They are not alone; their thoughts match the thoughts of many others in the world. My intentions would be for this book to create an awareness and explanation of what mental health illness feels like. With your support, this may well be the beginning of a journey that began lonely at 4:00 a.m., sitting in the bed with tears flowing from the cheeks.
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