Those blue days...
Depression is an illness. It
doesn’t need reasons good enough for
other people, or even rational ones. All
it needs is for these reasons to be good
enough for you . Is it written somewhere
that because you’re not starving to
death, or because you’re smart and have
a loving family you have to be happy?
Does this mean everyone who doesn’t
have those things should be unhappy?
Depression is not who you are. It
is an uncontrollable wave of emotions, a
disease that is hard to fight and
sometimes makes you wonder if you are
made for life, or if there is something
profoundly different between you and
the people around you who are not
suffering from it. It is hurtful, and
violent, and destructive. But it is not
who you are. If you feel like you’ve lost
yourself, you will find it again. If you
don’t recognize yourself in your looks,
or your actions, it is not because you’re
becoming someone else, or nobody at
all, it is because depression has taken
over all the space. Smile while you still have teeth...