The feeling you get when you want to speak and you don’t know what to say, or how to say it.
Being at a loss for words has been something I’ve struggled with throughout my depression.
Silence brushes over you like the water caressing your feet at the beach while you just sit and stare off into the distance.
But the words won’t come.
Speaking feels impossible.
Hell, opening your mouth feels impossible.
The most you can muster is, “I’m fine”.
Because nothing else feels quite right.
The silence is deafening and comforting, all at once.
No one seems to understand, so you keep the words trapped in your head.
Trapped in your depression.