DEPRESSION : Hey you ! I'm your depression. How do you feel today ? ME : How do I feel ? I wanna die. Now. Yes, I know, it's a shame. I know death comes too soon for so many people. I know a lot of people are fighting against it. I know. Seriously, I do. But... I don't know, I just feel like my life is already over and death just forgot me. Like if she had had a more important appointement when she was supposed to come and take me. So, here I am, waiting for her. I don't want to commit suicide. I suppose there is a reason why death forgot me and I guess I have to find it. What's more, a suicide would haunt my loved ones forever and I don't want it at all. I feel stupid. I realise how much that "Death forgot me" story seems silly but... Well, it's the way I feel. I have tons of reasons to love my life. My family is stifling but caring. My boyfriend loves me and supports me all the time. I have no job but I have skills so I should find one some day ! My health is ok. I think the only thing that makes me feel so bad is... Well, you, my depression. DEPRESSION : Are you pretending I am the problem ? Your life totally sucks ! I'm not the problem ! Do you want us to talk about your caring family ? They think you're depressed because you're weak. They keep on telling you you need to "move your ass" while you're totally unable to do so. And about your no job ? You want us to talk about it ? Having skills is useless in our world. You need diplomas. Do you have diplomas ? You don't ? You won't get a job. Not today, nor tomorrow, nor the day after. So, please, stop pretending I'm the bad guy of the story. YOU are the bad guy, making the coach potato, having no job, no hope, no future and no friend. You make me crazy ! I'm going out. See you soon.All Rights Reserved
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