And I thought I’d share it on here..
“Depression is a lot like chicken pox. You get an itch so you scratch and scratch and scratch, but it doesn’t stop the itching. You can add medicinal ointment, but it’ll only soothe you for a short amount of time. Eventually, the bumps will go away, but the virus stays in your system for a very long time and can later come back as shingles. This is so similar to depression because even if you’re on medication and think you’re okay, you can relapse at any given time.
Most people don’t grasp this, however. Many people, much like yourself, seem to think that you can just choose to be happy or sad whenever you want. In some cases, I suppose, this is true but when it comes to actual depression, actual mental illness, I know firsthand this isn’t the case — because sadly, I know what it’s like to wake up every morning wishing you hadn’t. And I know how it feels to hate yourself so much that you want to cause yourself physical pain .. And I did.
And it was sad because I knew that my life wasn’t bad and that thousands of people had way worse lives than me, but I couldn’t stop being sad. In fact, it made me hate myself even more for being so damn whiney and unappreciative of the life I did have. And this is typically how it is for all people suffering from depression; you can’t just be happy whenever you want.
So basically what I’m getting at is.. Telling someone to stop being sad because others have it worse is like telling someone to stop being happy because others have it better.” The end.