Title is questionable

This poem doesn't have a title 
that rolls of the tip of my tounge
maybe because it's about difficult subject matter
that I don't usually talk about in my poetry


That topic matter is depression
how transitions can sometimes be difficult
how heartbreak can sometimes be hard to deal with.
How letting go of certain people  and events
can sometimes be  hard on people like me.
For other people that may be hard to fathom or see.

Theatre is my passion
two summers ago I worked at a theatre
it was the best summer of my life
things were carefree
and there was no strife

Moving on from the experience
took me longer than it was supposed to
I had a hard time at first admitting to
myself or anyone else that I was blue
This is the part where transition was difficult

I wanted to let go
but i had a fear of forgetting
and a worse fear of being forgotten
but one person  I worked with
said "We all love you, just trust it."
so I guess that will fit into the spot
in my heart that felt empty for so long.

Now the feeling is not so much depression
because the moment of transition has passed
now the feeling I have is stress and anxiety
about finding a job.