Depression is a horrible monster that quietly stalks you in the shadows until it grips you tight and takes you prisoner.
It sucks the air from your lungs and strips you of everything that makes you who you are.
It brings unwanted tears that come from the deepest pits of your soul.
It steals your will to care for yourself and robs you of whatever motivation you had left.
It suffocates you and stacks weights on your chest.
It isolates you and feeds you lies as it tries to break you.
So, even through my tears as I lie bundled up on the couch with no sound or wanting company...I remind myself to tune out the monster and to accept the tears, to release them so they can’t hurt me anymore.
I remind myself to get up and eat or to just get water.
I remind myself to breathe and to never stop fighting for air.
I remind myself that I’m not alone and that I don’t have to listen to the monster’s whispers.
Always keep fighting even when it cuts you in unimaginable ways and leaves scars you’ll never forget. You’re stronger than your pain and more fierce than any force that threatens your wellbeing.
Even with tears running down my face and a feeling of defeat like a rock in my stomach, I know I’ll be here tomorrow, and the next day, and the next...because I refuse to let this monster be what brings me to my knees. I won’t surrender, I won’t give up. I’ll fight until the end and know that when it’s my time to go, long into the future, I can smile knowing I lost battles along the way, but I won the war.
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