The One Where We Get a Bit Personal...

Depression and whatnot.

I haven’t had an easy fight with depression during my visit to earth. I have been fucked up more than I can keep count. You know, the internal brokenness that only a person exposed to extreme forms of pain can experience. I have seen depression, more than I had wanted to. It is hard to describe the feeling.

So, let's put it this way: those mental blotches that operate as a diminishing ingredient in the tranquillity of your life. They inflict anguish that can only be felt on the inside of the body. The pain that no one else sees because… well, no one else cares. You are numb but not too numb to not feel what exactly you are going through, to taste the misery spewing from within. You hurt but cannot point to exactly where the pain is. There is usually hardly any escape. You feel trapped, alone. Just you. Alone in a dark world. Everything you’ve worked so hard for becomes meaningless in a second. The void, the heartache and the numbness.

In the lack of light. Even if you take it literally or figuratively, it all boils down to the same thing: you can't find your path. It's inevitable that at some point in life, we'll find ourselves in the dark. It's up to us to shine a light of bravery, hope, and faith into the shadows.

We can always rely on even the faintest glimmer to restore our eyesight and our sense of direction, no matter how deep the darkness is or how far we have fallen into its depths. No matter how long you live, you'll always have that spark within you that refuses to go out of the flame. It gleams and blazes. You're also reminded that no matter how bad things seem, there's always a way out.

I believe in you. You can do this!