A few weeks ago I was clearing out a closet as my family prepared for a move, and I came across a handbag that I’d totally forgotten I owned. I was so excited, because I remember it being one of my favorites. I felt like I had found a hidden treasure! I even did my little happy dance to celebrate my awesome find! When I opened it up to see what was inside, I discovered something else I’d forgotten about – a journal. “Wow! I haven’t seen this in forever” I said to myself. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d written in that particular journal, so I was curious to find out what was inside. I sat in the middle of the empty closet and began to read.
I read the first entry, dated May 27, 2008, and immediately began to weep. I’ll share it with you…
Today is a very emotional day for me. I’m feeling extremely melancholy, and I haven’t the slightest idea why. This depression is so prevalent today, and I can’t muster up the strength to even fight it or hide it. I keep telling myself, “Keisha, just get over yourself and snap out of it.” If only it were that easy. I feel as if I am at war with myself…like the person I am and the person I know I should be