~ Book Of Thoughts ~

Depression..

     (Hi guys, welcome to this book, this is basically just a book of my thoughts/stories i came up with :), feel free to share your own in the comments, this is a safe place)

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(IF YOU DO NOT LIKE THE SUBJECT OF DEPRESSION, ETC, OR ARE EASILY TRIGGERED ,PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS. THANK YOU <3)

    

    DEPRESSION... What is DEPRESSION. 

 Depression feels as if.. you're walking through a building, abandoned. You are alone, 
surrounded by the walls of insecurities. Surrounded by your thoughts, that are plastered onto each wall. 
You walk, and you walk for ages, and it almost feels as if the walls are closing in on you. Your thoughts, your emotions, your insecurities  , they are attacking you. 
You struggle to reach towards the light at the end of the hallway, the light that everyone seems to struggle to capture, to find. 
But you, you were determined. Determined to make it out of this maze.
As you reached the end, the light. You grasped it ever so slightly, gently, with your hands, as a tear rolled down your cheek. 
Because all of what you had been fighting, all of the demons you conquered, all of those days of trying to make it out, and right here.. right here was the key. 
You held the very light in your hands, staring at it in adoration, you were exhausted and it showed. 
Your eyes held deep bags, your face pale, and your lips were dry. Your body was feeling weighed down and sluggish, but right here.. right here was the light.. so what now?
But the more you looked, the more the light slowly faded from your grasp, you panicked, gripping it tightly, struggling to keep ahold of it as it slowly faded away , until it was so tiny you could barely see, and then nothing. 
It was gone, just like that, everything you worked for, everything you achieved  , gone. 
You felt empty, you felt as if the life you just had , was torn back out of you. And in front of you, hiding behind that light.. was something sinister. 
A monster. An IT.  In fear, you begun to turn around, pushing yourself through the halls of insecurities, of fears, of over thinking. 
You were trapped, you couldn't find your way out, you ran and you ran, your heart was racing. 
Every ounce of energy you had left was being used, until it was nothing. 
You reached a dead end, you could feel the weight of everything behind you, following you. 
But, if you take a closer look, you'd notice, you would notice that.. on the wall before you, where the dead end lies. 
That there was a mirror, but you.. you didn't see any monster? In fact, you saw yourself. 
The monster was never real.. It was YOU. You are your own monster. 
And as the realization hit, you crumbled to the cold floor, only being able to hug yourself as comfort, because nobody else was there. 
The monster you've been fighting all your life, it was you. You were fighting your own thought's, your own self, but why? 
Why fight yourself? 

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The end. 

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For anyone who is struggling with depression, i understand you, i know how you feel, this was just my perspective of depression, and just know, i will not sugar coat this, because as one who has it, i dont like when people say this to me, but if you keep the faith in yourself, if you hold that hope, no matter what, it will get better for you. Remember, All must go through the bad, to get to the good, and that good will COME. even if you think it wont , 
Sincerely ~ M

( Feel free to share your own thought's and perspective down below <3)