Me too. #metoo
If all the women who have been sexually harassed or assaulted wrote “Me too” as a status, we might give people a sense of the magnitude of the problem.
[If this applies to you and you feel comfortable doing so, please copy to your own status.]
I watched Eminem’s freestyle rap against Trump on the BET Awards the other day and loved it. He really hits the nail on the head with his lyrics. Anyone who has really listened to Eminem knows that he raps about topics such as social injustice and drug addiction. He speaks truth. With this rap, he is speaking of things which millions of people have been already saying, but with his voice, it is amplified. He is in a sense speaking for us all: those of us who are sick of the way things are going in this country.
It has been a long time since I have blogged, or written anything, really. See, I suffer from depression and it’s often hard for me to find any words to say. I used to at least write poetry. But it seems that in the last couple years even poetry doesn’t work for me. I take antidepressants and I feel it stills my creativity. But if I didn’t take them, I wouldn’t be able to function.
Lately, I have been fighting this lack of writing by signing up for a writing class. So far, it is slow going and the ideas aren’t exactly flowing. I feel stunted and flat. This struggle is real, yet I will keep trying.
Depression is like a deep, dark hole that my mind and body gets sucked into, like a time warp where nothing else exists. That’s without medication. But even with it, it’s hard to do simple things, like prepare food and clean the house. I keep my life pretty simple, try not to add a lot of stress to my day. I am part of an online support group. It helps to be able to talk to people who are going through this.