Imagine sleeping for 20 hours straight and not remembering what day it is.
Imagine rolling out of bed with yesterday’s mascara smeared beneath your eyes from a lack of energy to remove your makeup the previous night.
Feeling overwhelmed by regretting events in the past and fixating on unknown challenges in the future.
Some days are great, almost make you feel like everything is starting to get better. But one small inconvenience or a past memory, and you’re back to square one. An absolute mess.
That, my friends, is depression.
Saying “I’m depressed” because you feel down for an hour in the middle of the day is not it.
It’s being on the verge of tears because you spilled coffee on your clothes and not feeling the need to clean it up. It’s wailing out inconsolably on the ground because of it.
Some days I feel like I’m on top of the world. My oyster, really. I am in control and really, truly, happy. And then there are days when I feel everything and nothing, all at once.
Depression, is not easy. And it is definitely not a quirk to add to your personality just because you think it’s cool.
What you can do, is ADMIT IT. Be weak, wimpy. Let those tears you’ve been holding back, fall. Feel the void. Get lost in the solitude you’ve been battling inside. Just let it all out. Be miserable. It’s OKAY.
And then? Leave the pain behind in those tears you shed. Smile the real smile; not the pretentious one you flash while saying “I’m fine”
There is always hope, even if it’s hiding behind the darkness, it is there.
All you gotta do, is trust the process…
