One of the key symptoms of depression is to see no hope. No future. Far from the tunnel having light at the end of it, it seems like it is blocked at both ends ~ and you are inside it. Then if you have only known the future, that there would be one far brighter than anything, you’d experienced, then one end of that tunnel would have been blown to pieces, and we could face the light.
Depression makes you think things that are wrong.
When you are depressed you feel alone, and that no one is going through quite what you are going through. You are so scared of appearing in any way and made you internalise everything. And you are so scared that people will alienate you further so you clam up and don’t speak about it ~ Which is a shame, as speaking about it helps.
Words, spoken or written ~ are what connect us to the world, and so speaking about it to people, and writing about this stuff, helps connect us to each other, and our true self.
I know, I know. We are humans. We are a clandestine species. Unlike other animals we wear clothes and do our procreating behind closed doors. and we are ashamed when things go wrong with us. But we’ll grow out of this,and the way we’ll do it is by speaking about it. And maybe even through reading and writing about it.
I believe that. We can find salvation from the dark.
Just remember and be convince that the bottom of the valley never provides the clearest view. The tunnel does have light at the end of it, even if we aren’t able to see it. And there’s a two-for-one offer on clouds and silver linings. Words, just sometimes, can set you free.
The oldest cliches remain the truest. TIME HEALS.