(Bad shading again ;-; I tried)
This is how I pictured depression when I had it, the way that I still describe it to myself and others.
"The abyss of pain that tears you apart from the inside, sucking every last happiness and light from you until it suddenly lets go, and when you see it passing you see it as an enemy you hate but also respect, and it sees you the same."
I made this to hopefully show others who DO have depression that it IS possible to escape again and continue on without resorting to suicide. Honestly, the only reason I never did self harm was because I was oblivious enough that I didn't know how.
I hope that this helps in some way to anyone who is dealing with depression, to let them know there ARE people who care and understand how you feel, whether personally or academically, and want to help.
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Becca's Book of Artistic Failures
RandomI draw enough that I might as well make one of these. No idea what's going to be in here, probably some scenes from other people's books, knowing me. Meh and maybe some Gamer Nation pics, but I suck at IRL people, so then maybe not. Oh well. Open a...