So many sad things happen to us and around us that are completely out of our control. Parents getting older and having health issues, we are getting older having our own health issues, parenting woes, war, violence, financial worries, safety concerns, abuse, neglect. The list is endless.
I also know there are some beautiful and amazing things on the flip side. My daughter’s smile is the only one that comes to mind but they are also endless.
Why then does depression make all of those things seem apart from us?
Why does depression keep us locked inside its castle and demand we stay inside? It keeps whispering you are worthless. You need only to look outside yourself to measure just how worthless. Depression feels so selfish and to avoid looking selfish we ignore its existence. We keep trying to hide the echoing words of self hate under the floorboards in…
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