Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door.
Everyday i have to fight not to slip back into that pit i was in for 3 years
"That’s when you know you’ve found somebody really special. When you can just shut the hell up for a minute and comfortably share a silence -Pulp Fiction”
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