51. Piled On

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From the vantage point of this respite I'm having from depression, thanks to therapy, medication and love; I can describe a bit how it felt. Not only does it not help knowing that you have 'no reason to be depressed', that knowledge is part of the stereophonic,self-hating dialogue that keeps you depressed. Guilt and depression like to hang out together, but the truth is that depression doesn't care about success. So don't be too hard on the successful depressed, their suffering is likely as real as anybody's. 
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  1. saraJanuary 10, 2019 at 1:03 PM

    I don't need a reason to understand your depression and I don't have an answer on how to fix it.
    I am here for you. I'll sit next to you silently and just keep you company. I'll write you and won't need an answer. I'll send you a quote or a photo every day.... just because I want to. Just know I see you. You don't need to pretend with me. I'll watch TV while you nap. I am here for you. All I ask is that you allow me to care for you, to love you and that you will not question why I am here for you.
    It is what it is.

    - Those are the answers to the question of "I'm a little depress" that matter the most. Just because my life is better than others doe snot diminished my pain.

    PS: Of course I learn that thanks to therapy, medication and love.

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    1. BanalhemorrhageJanuary 10, 2019 at 1:28 PM

      The only thing that matters is getting help. There is help. Many kinds. Some will click better than others.

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