Lately I have not been around as much as I would like. I'd go into detail as to why, but my own feelings of isolation make that a difficult thing to do. Not to mention that I do not want to appear to be soliciting sympathy. To put it simply, depression is my devil.
I have a feeling I am not alone in that context.
It's kinda fucked up how we internalize these things. To the point where seeking change is perceived as more difficult/painful than just staying put. The known vs unknown, I suppose.
While I think it is extremely important that as a society we see mental illness in the same light as we do physical illness, getting there doesn't seem to be a priority. And even if it was, those most strongly affected still won't seek treatment.
What a depressing thought.... That it really doesn't matter what happens outside of the mind of the very person that needs help. They still won't see it as an attractive option. I know.
I salute anyone suffering from depression. I walk in those same shoes. Hang in there, friend. There are always happy moments that break through the gloom. Cherish and focus on them. In the dark times especially.
You do not fight this alone. Never forget that.
4th Year Anniversary
. You're not alone in your fight with the black dog buddy!!
..I never got the chance..
..I just Think at my age..I'll look so uncool...
..I'd fit in.
