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You asked me how depression felt and this is all I could come up with.

It feels like,

Walking up stream through a current strong enough to pull me under four times over.

There are others, with me but they are walking along the banks telling me to get out of the water. Instead of giving me a Hand they just walk on and forget.

Every now and then I find a rock which is strong enough for me to hold on to and rest for a little while.

But the rocks always leave when they get tired of holding me up. Then I get thrown backwards again.

It is so much easier just to let my feet been taken from underneath me.

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