My mom diagnosed me with depression today, and it isn’t right now, but one day, eventually, it’s going to be okay.
Now, approximately two years after having gone through this major depressive episode, I continue to maintain a lifestyle that will support staying mentally fit.
We can and will get through anything,
We can and will reverse the negative thoughts into a positive view
I am not one who normally comments on the ongoings of the world, I usually reflect on them internally while silently taking in the reactions of others. Lately however, with all the hate and violence going on it’s hard to stay quiet. I’m scared, I’m sad, I’m hopeless. I hate to admit that I feel hopeless but sometimes it’s the truth. I simply do not understand how we can have so much anger in us that we need to cause harm to others and ultimately ourselves, over and over again.
Remember, be yourself no matter what people say. You're who you are, and no one is like you. :)