Your Depression On Replay
You're the Google of Gouging, the Encyclopedia of Ends.
You talk about cyanide, which is better than hangings or guns,
better than last year or the year before,
since cyanide is harder to find.
I'm your superhero of optimism,
yet here I am crying in the corner.
It gets lonely being strong.
I look into your daughter's brown eyes and your sons in a chorus of blue
and hope the doctors have magic cures
for the genetics your mother still hasn't been able to beat.
You visit her in the hospital and think about how she wasn't there for you,
while you stop being there for us and switch your breakfast
to cake, skip lunch, and have ice cream for dinner.
I offer you a peanut butter sandwich full of unconditional love and protein,
and you say I'm being controlling, so I let you eat cake, cake.
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Author's Note
How it feels coping with a partner's depression.
Other stories by Jennifer Donnell
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well done.
Yeah. What can one do?
"It gets lonely being strong." *
Everything that surrounds the line Beate pointed out makes that line so much more poweeful *
Tiring. And yet the prose is lively, and effervescent, and scuttles around it.
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"You visit her in the hospital and think about how she wasn't there for you, / while you stop being there for us"
The crux. The rub. Perfectly expressed.
"You visit her in the hospital and think about how she wasn't there for you,
while you stop being there for us"..
Excellent/powerful work. tender and human.
What Foster said.*
It gets lonely being strong.
le sigh....
yes.
for years i lived with a chronically depressed person...this narrative rings true.
i wished & wish her only freedom (the path i finally took)
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