Dear
Depression,
You
have been in my life for far longer than I ever realised, skulking about in the
shadows like a malevolent troll. You
slowly depleted my confidence and wiped the smile from my face, and yet all the
time I thought I was to blame. I believed
that I was too weak, too boring, and too insignificant and I almost let you
win.
You
made me feel so lonely that I believed there was an invisible wall around
me. I began to feel discouraged by
everything the future had to offer. You
got to me in so many ways; emotionally, physically and spiritually. I could no longer find comfort in the things
that once helped boost my wellbeing. You
cut me off from the beautiful world and laughed as I floundered in the choking
fear that tried to drown me.
Maybe
it was you that contributed to the physical pains I endure every day. My muscles scream with every movement. I ache all the time, I can’t sleep and I
embark on moments on self-destruction with my diet, but I think you feed on
these debilitating feelings. You thrive
on negative energy and found an inviting home in my suffering.
