Don't value depression marmalade. It steals your very life. I've suffered from it all my life. And in those glimpses of time when my depression sleeps...the world is worth everything to live for. Sounds more like you have yet to find a way to break free of your cell of depression. Our coping mechanism is to simply say we like it in this cell of ours. But we don't. And saying otherwise is painful. A lot of depressed people fear losing their depression. They don't know who they would be without it. I feared the same. And after all of it, I found myself still here. Still me. Don't let depression define who you are. Fight against it.
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