Reflective

 Today I learned about Emily Dickinson. I learned about her poem called “I felt a funeral in my brain”

I learned how she went through a form of depression and how she felt she was about to loose her mind. It got to a point where it got numb and she couldn’t feel it anymore. She felt it happening over and over again . I learned that the mind is the battlefield and without that you have no control. You have to want help to receive help.