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This is about depression, but more specifically about the moment where I realised I needed help and went to get it. I realised I had lost a huge piece of me, the best piece of me, and this is about my first step toward healing.

Lost. (84)

Img_0385unicornby Michelle Seyner25 Mar 2014

I reported myself missing
many years ago

I was a robot operating
outside Life's steady flow

my heart a useless ornament
clunking inside my chest

my mind a foggy speed-demon
allowing me no rest

with distorted clarity
observing this and that

and all my ties were severed
except that tiny thread

so I reported myself missing,
I couldn't stand my ground

but I knew admitting I was missing
was the first step to being found.

25 March 2014.
Michelle Seyner.