I struggled with depression for a long time.
I just think that someone needs to see that there is hope.
I searched the internet day and night for people who looked like me, who went through exactly the same story as me.
I searched for people with the same background as me or who slipped into depression for the same reasons as me or had the same symptoms as me.
I found nothing.
I am unique, there will never be another one of me and I have to honour that, I have to live every day as the highest possible version of myself – in speech, thought and deed.
Someone is counting on me to help free them from something that I am not even aware of by saying something that I am not even aware of, by smiling at them at the moment they needed it most, someone is counting on me to provide the grace that they needed, someone is counting on me to show them kindness at a moment they really needed it without asking for it.
Depression is the enemy that I fight every day, every hour and every minute.
If I do not choose to get in the ring, depression will battle me outside of the ring wherever and whenever. So I choose to be one step ahead of my enemy, I choose to be aware of all my weaknesses and turn them into positives.
Depression has given me insight and that is my power.
I have decided to use depression, for all it is worth.
I use it to share advice to someone who looks down, to give empathy to a cashier who has had a long day, to have a listening ear to a friend who isn’t feeling too good, to seek out people who are screaming inside yet so silent on the outside.
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