When it hits you!

When people talk about depression. I can understand it. I can feel what they're saying. Perhaps it must lie within me?

People are scared for me, they care about me. They believe I might take some wrong action. Don’t be worried, I’m the most scared person for myself.

What if one day I die suddenly?

I don’t want to remembered as the gloomy one.

I want to live, I want to breathe, I want to feel like free.

People are depressed, people get depressed and people will get depressed . It's a part and parcel of life.

Depression; it hits you. It makes you wonder every second of your life. It comes and makes you paralysed. It makes you dislike everything and sadly you start feeling alone. You start feeling like you don’t exist. You’re not important. You are nobody.
That’s how it goes. It always makes you feel heavy hearted, you start to feel fatigue, you see no motivation, not even for your favourite things.

All you wish to do is sleep and sleep and sleeep and you wish one day you’d disappear.

I understand that, I get it.
Because I think I feel that way too.

Your life doesn’t stop. You start to live with it. You believe you’re getting better. You think, things will get better. So, you keep on trying. You think you know what’s wrong with you but stilll always land up wondering why is it wrong with you?

You always question “Why can’t I just feel alive and happy?”
I know , I get it. I feel that way too at times.

All I have to say is stay strong and you can do it. Just breathe second by second, minute by minute and realise it’s going to be fine. You’ll make it fine. You’ll find that strength to conquer this. You can do everything.

Just remember you’ll be better, we both will be better!