Inspired by a loved one but dedicated to all of those people in the world who don’t give up. I know depression is a cycle, it is hard to be around, to witness, to be sucked into. Many times watching someone go through depression makes you exhausted and leaves you feeling helpless. But words do matter, your smile, your simple attempts to say hello.
Sometimes I feel too much so I fight to feel nothing. In my depression I am selfish. I am sorry I am too busy with me to worry about you…what about me? Do you love me? Do you need me? How would I know? Would you fight for me? Or would you just stay away until the depression has gone? I find reasons to justify how little people care about me to fuel my journey inward away from life.
Others can only do so much. I hate the cycle of depression that imprisons me, I hate others worrying about me, I hate thinking….Oh God…not again. I live to fight this curse another day because a few people care about me!
HASTYWORDS 
That made me sad. 😦
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Sad but hopeful right?? 🙂
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yes. you got it! I was listening to a melodramatic song a while ago, and suddenly saw that entry of yours.. thats why. 😀
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Careful with those songs…they suck you into the abyss. lol
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hahaha. it was a random song actually. =))
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Good!!!!
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This is really, really beautiful. Keep writing. You are gifted.
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i must sound so repetitive and unimaginitive when i keep saying your posts are beautiful. but they so often are, and this one of the beautifullerest.
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well if you keep writing posts this good, i’ll keep saying it 🙂
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Reblogged this on JHENBAJENTING and commented:
depression is part of our lives. we have to learn how to live with it :]
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yes 🙂 it’s also one way for us to learn. you’re welcome! great job! 😀
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Beautiful, relatable writing. x
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Wow, so well written and I completely know what you mean. It’s horrible to feel so down and so conflicted not wanting help, needing help, refusing help and craving help. This really touched my heart x
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I think what you’re asking is:
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Chance for relief!
Laughter
To make one laugh is a gift
It enacts paradigm shifts
Under a great deal of stress
A good laugh can clear up a mess
Overwhelmed by society
Laughter is our personal piety
No one can mistake our laughter
A consuming savior after
Disappointment and stress
Disappears as we rest
Laughter holds off disease
Makes death’s door cease
Laughter opens the doorways to our soul
For a brief moment, makes our hearts whole
The folly of stress is laughter
A new search for escape comes after
Laugh often, be a good friend
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