Depression is like being lost at sea, there is nothing in sight yet you still keep swimming not to live but to survive, forever swimming looking for some one, some thing to hold on too, you finally reach an island in sight just as the sun arises you awake and it is a new day and you find yourself swimming yet again forever searching for that something burdened by the brief moment of false happiness of having found that something, someone, to hold on to, to save you of your forever search called life.