My name

means coordinated, introverted, dawdler

It is the number 7

It is a surreal science enjoyer

It is like hanging out with the old man four days a month

It is the memory of my mom

Who adored me while she was breathing her shortened breaths

When I was grasping for elation, I would cling to her for what felt like an eternity

Why I felt unique and essential

What I needed the most in life was her

Where was the acceptance that she was gone?

My name is depression

It means “You can be the ripest, juiciest peach in the world, and there is still going to be someone who hates peaches”