What I want to say about depression

bonesandblood-sunandmoon:

obrotherswhereartthou:

yourlovingkingofhell:

• the fact that a person is still alive doesn’t mean they’re fine
• the fact that a person still goes to school or job doesn’t mean they’re fine
• the fact that a person smiles to you, tells jokes to you, argues with you doesn’t mean they’re fine
• when a person is telling you, they are depressed and/or want to die, it doesn’t mean they’re lying or trying to attract your attention

Quite often depressed people aren’t able to express their real emotions right.
One day you will lose them and will ask yourself a question, what was wrong and what did you missed.

I’m actually very happy to see this. 

I’ve dealt with a lot of erasure outside my immediate physical household; particularly from my In-Laws, who are convinced I’m somehow just making it all up so I don’t have to work, or some other blather like that. The thing is, when you have depression? It’s not just working that’s suddenly a chore; it’s the things that other people take for granted. Getting out of bed, doing your hair, making those phonecalls. Each one is a mountain to be climbed, and how many Everests can even a NORMAL person scale in a day? To say nothing of someone who didn’t have the drive to begin with, just because they literally feel that miserable. 

I tell people depression is like if you were Sysiphus pushing the boulder uphill; only the hill is icy and the boulder ain’t exactly a pebble and you’re probably doin’ that shiz in the dark. 

This hit almost every feels limb out of the relevancy tree.

It’s not like it’s a big deal though, just casually crying over here. I didn’t know how much I needed to see this.

• Just because I lived through that date doesn’t mean I’m fine.
• Just because I’m still in college, and still doing rather well grade-wise, doesn’t mean I’m fine.
• Just because I can roll out the sarcasm while working during shop hours, just because I’m still going into the E-shop and working, doesn’t mean I’m fine.
• Just because I can laugh, smile, and – dare I say it – enjoy a tv show or movie with a friend doesn’t mean I’m fine.