Being depressed is not the same thing as being sad. Depression catches you in its cage. Depression is the thick poisonous air you breathe being locked inside the four walls of your room. Depression becomes the only way you know how to survive.
Depression is isolation, alienation from the world. Depression is waking up just to go to bed. Depression is going to bed to escape the reality and staying awake the whole night, accompanied by devastating thoughts, mixed feelings, and deepest fears.
When you’re depressed, you feel very strong negative emotions… or nothing at all.
It breaks your heart.
It makes your soul die. Slowly.
Depression is all the painful scars on your soul, your fake smile, forced laugh, not caring about the things you used to love. Depression is telling others that you are fine when in fact everything has gone to hell.
Depression is hiding your tears while making other people smile. Because you have already experienced the power of this dark thunderstorm.
It’s crying night and day, remembering what mean people did to you. Depression is being sick and tired of living in a self-obsessed world with people who rather judge than try to understand. Depression is losing faith in humanity.
It is the constant battle between your pain and you. It is you-fighting your enemies but feeling helpless to defeat the most dangerous one.
It’s the lost faith in your own strength to defeat it.
It’s you- feeling helpless to stand on your feet and show the world that you are still strong.
Yes, depression is much more than sadness because sadness comes and goes; depression sticks around. It covers the last ray of light inside your mind and heart with dark, cloudy feelings and thoughts.
Depression is the belief that life isn’t fair, and it will never be. It’s the lost hope for a better tomorrow.
Depression is your inability to get to the keys, open the door, and free yourself from the chains of depression, even though they’re very close to you.
Depression is that fear deep inside you which doesn’t give you peace. Depression is your silent screaming because of intolerable pain or pouring anger everywhere. Depression controls your thoughts. Your thoughts control you.
You feel worthless.
You feel like nothing.
You get lost in the meaning of life and don’t want to live anymore.
It’s you- feeling depressed and lonely being among so many fake people. It’s you- thinking about a suicide because you believe that nobody understands you. Depression has the power to convince you that nobody cares for you.
Depression is an extremely hard battle with your inner demons. You either win or lose.
Never give up on your strength to defeat this evil. You are stronger than you can imagine.
Maybe depression is a part of you, but it doesn’t define you.
“You wake up every morning to fight the same demons that left you so tired the night before, and that, my love, is bravery.”