Depression is more than a "thing"

Depression is wondering how you can do so much while being so sad and disconnected from yourself.
It's wondering why you can be so many wonderful things to so many people and feel like nothing for yourself. 
It's wanting so much for everyone else to get you, to get the "it" that haunts you, but knowing no one can say anything to make a difference.
It's feeling so deeply it hurts.
Managing depression is not an end goal. There is never an "end", there is only a path. 
Depression is hating yourself, feeling alone in a crowded room, wondering why you can't just feel the way everyone else does.
It's living in your 16 year old brain of self centered thoughts and risky behavior. 
Depression makes you wonder and wonder.
Depression makes you acutely aware that there isn't a cure to the ugly thoughts that haunt you. It robs you of joy, connection and clarity. 
Depression is a demon, that only an exorcism can extract.
There has to be an end, but at the end, is another battle.
Depression is coined by so many people to be a "thing", but to those that are living it, functioning with it, it is mental paralysis. 
Waking up the next day hoping it will be different.
It's loving everyone so deeply, but struggling to know if that makes it worth it. 
Sadness, sanity, subtle touches. 
It's hating your choices. It's hating your circumstances and then hating that you hate your circumstances. 

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