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If you can, imagine living in a deep dark hole that is surrounded by four dark, gloomy walls you can start to see what depression is like, but you dont know the half of it. You can see the top way up there. You know its there because you can see a little shimmer of sunshine. Your goal of the day used to be to climb out and feel the warm healing heat of the sun on your face.

As time passed and you are in your pit the desire to escape lessens with every heartbeat. Yet, you still mange to do some of things that are accepted of you, but you know at any moment you will be dragged back down into your dark and gloomy hell. After awhile you feel safe there. Its comfortable and you know whats accepted of you. Your expectations are nothing. While youre in your hole you can cry, feel sorry for yourself, and be frighten. This is what you need to feed your depression.

The real hard part is if you are lucky, and the people in your life dont know about the hole and they expect you to talk with them, go places with them, and eat meals with them. They actually want you to be apart of the living. They dont know but they are making you fight to live your life too.

Every day you struggle to get out of your hole. Some days you almost make it. You mange to one leg and a arm out and when your ready to pull yourself out. Life comes by and laughs in your face as it cruelly pushes you back down.

You fight is non stop to get out. Youre exhausted both physically and emotionally. You pray for the day that you win this fight. Although, you know that even if you win this battle you know that the hole is still waiting for you to fall in.


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