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Description
Depression is different for each person who suffers from it. For some, it's an impenetrable shroud that seems to permeate everything; a weight and constant reminder of a deep, unconquerable sadness that seems to come from nowhere and everywhere all at once.
That kind of depression can kill, slowly but surely. Or it can be a door, a pathway to a clarity of mind. That voice in your head, the one you fear, the one we are taught to bury inside, isn't some foreign object, not a devilish being that tells us to destroy. It is your inner voice, your true voice beyond the whims of the world. And through my true voice I have learned to love, to forgive, and to accept the world as it is, not how I once thought it should be. I accepted my depression as a naked, afflicted truth.
I am human, broken as that may be, but I am alive and I am awake. Ironic as it may sound, my depression saved me from, of all things, my manufactured self. That doesn't make everything perfect. The rainy days don’t go away entirely. But I find myself at ease in my own skin; in my own bones; in my constant depressive state.
Not everyone can understand that, presumes things to be so wrong that a note like this is a cry for help and requires immediate attention. But trust me – the day I actually do need mental assurance, knowing me, none of you would know it. I bear my pain and own it to the end – it’s an acquired life-skill, haha.
Don’t let me dissuade those who genuinely need help, some pain is too great to handle on one’s own, but as for me and my depression…we walk hand in hand into the sunrise.
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Self-portrait, Digital in PSE w/ Bamboo
That kind of depression can kill, slowly but surely. Or it can be a door, a pathway to a clarity of mind. That voice in your head, the one you fear, the one we are taught to bury inside, isn't some foreign object, not a devilish being that tells us to destroy. It is your inner voice, your true voice beyond the whims of the world. And through my true voice I have learned to love, to forgive, and to accept the world as it is, not how I once thought it should be. I accepted my depression as a naked, afflicted truth.
I am human, broken as that may be, but I am alive and I am awake. Ironic as it may sound, my depression saved me from, of all things, my manufactured self. That doesn't make everything perfect. The rainy days don’t go away entirely. But I find myself at ease in my own skin; in my own bones; in my constant depressive state.
Not everyone can understand that, presumes things to be so wrong that a note like this is a cry for help and requires immediate attention. But trust me – the day I actually do need mental assurance, knowing me, none of you would know it. I bear my pain and own it to the end – it’s an acquired life-skill, haha.
Don’t let me dissuade those who genuinely need help, some pain is too great to handle on one’s own, but as for me and my depression…we walk hand in hand into the sunrise.
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Self-portrait, Digital in PSE w/ Bamboo
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Absolutely beautiful, I love it.