I have been using the pen name Som Depol for this blog because I wanted to hide my real identity. However, I realized that hiding my identity goes against my advocacy of promoting mental health awareness. That is why i want to reveal my real identity in this post. My name is Eugene Carlo Salonga … Continue reading THE REAL ME. I AM BIPOLAR AND CLINICALLY DEPRESSED
I'm currently on a slump.I can't get over the hump.My mind is all over the place.I can't keep up with the world's pace.I feel mentally lousy.I am broken and lonely.I can't see anything positive.All I can feel is negative..I just want to get better..I know my illness is not here forever.Someday I will see the … Continue reading DEPRESSIVE EPISODE (POEM)
This had been a bad and rough few days for me. For more than a week now (and still counting) I’ve been experiencing continuous depressive episodes. I have no drive to do any kind of activity. I’m mentally, physically and emotionally lousy. If you manage to read my recent poems, you could feel my struggle … Continue reading A WEEK LONG DEPRESSIVE EPISODE (STILL COUNTING)
The sandman came early and sprinkled his dust over me. I don’t have the will to get up and I’m still sleepy. Am I being devoured by the demonic sin of sloth? Is my soul damned to be sent to hell to eternally rot? At the same time, I feel empty inside. Right down … Continue reading Inner Monsters and Demons [POETRY]
I’ve been having difficulty finding an inspiration. It’s like my mind had been sentenced into eternal damnation. The muses of ancient Greece are staging a rebellion. They declared war against me and they questioned my dominion. All my creative ideas are escaping from my mind. The eyes of my soul, searching for inspiration, is … Continue reading The Rebellion of the Greek Muses [Poetry]
As the darkness of the night befalls upon me. Light dwindles little by little I couldn’t see. The light of my candle is flickering out now. The show is over. Time for me to take bow. The walls around me have fallen and now destroyed. I’m incomplete and inside me there is a void. … Continue reading Precious Nightmare (POETRY)
This is a gentle reminder that even with mental health conditions we can become heroes. We just need to persevere and endure during the toughest moments of our lives. WE mus WILL ourselves to become better. We just need to have hope and faith.