The Tales Of MELANCHOLY

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Hi , my name is Depression. My best friend social anxiety and I like to coexist.

I don’t like it when you have happy thoughts , I don’t like it when you leave bed . I don’t like it when you LIVE . Don’t do it.

See that rope over there? Imagine tying it around your neck so tight you start to loose consciousness. Fascinating huh? We’ll try that one day.

Don’t feel anything , don’t be sad , don’t be happy , feelings are dumb . Let’s take all you should be feeling and form one very big dark cloud that’s going to linger above you wherever you go. Let the manifestation of your soul be on your body. Be tired all the time .

Last night when that girl told you you were pretty she was lying , do you remember back in elementary school when that boy said you looked like a combination of Ed , Edd and Eddy, except you’re a girl? Do you remember when that other boy drew your face on the chalkboard and the whole class laughed at you? You’re pretty worthless.

My best friend would also like to remind you that nobody likes you , don’t be around people. She hates it when you make any form of human interaction whatsoever . We are demanding and we won’t take it , we won’t let you be happy . It’s not allowed.

Please remember to always be sad, don’t spread your bed , don’t leave bed , sleep all-day and be tired when you wake up . There’s really no other way. Why are you even existing? No one will miss you anyway .

If anyone asks you how you are , say you’re fine . They don’t care . I’m yours and you’re mine. Don’t give up on me. You don’t have anyone. Let me consume you.

You can cry yourself to sleep now.

Depression : A condition of general emotional dejection and withdrawal.

One day I woke up and I told a complete stranger everything about my life . I didn’t tell my friends or family , I told a stranger . Someone I’ve never met . You know why? You people don’t listen .

Is it the joke about your uncle with pedophile vibes, the boy who told you he’d never marry you, the woman who told you your breath stinks or the day your mother jokingly told you you’d never make it in life ?

Each time someone is sad or cries it’s followed by the words “I’m so depressed “ then whoever has their hands around you will say “Aaww you poor thing” .

I’ve said it so many times , I’m depressed , I’m depressed , IM DEPRESSED . It means sad right? I get sad , you get sad , we ALL GET SAD .

How about when your sad has become a lifestyle? How about that friend that isn’t crying in bathrooms or telling us their depressed? How about that always jolly friend who cares about everyone else but we don’t know what their battling?

How about that friend that’s suddenly indulging in excessive drinking , excessive sleeping and doesn’t attend social gatherings anymore?

Depression isn’t just sadness, it isn’t just crying and it isn’t just “attention seeking” . Depression is the constant feeling of being numb to emotions and to life. Depression is like falling and falling nonstop. Depression is being tired all the time , it’s waking up in the morning just to go back to bed again .

“Depression is like being colorblind and constantly being told how colorful the world is“ -Atticus

Okay hold up , this post isn’t a rant. It isn’t about me , but it could be, it could also be about you . I’m not here to complain about my life . I’m here to discuss a very important and neglected social issue.

I gave you real life situations, examples of things many people go through and talk about jokingly but did you know that developmental trauma is one of the leading causes of depression?

Instead , the mind tricks us by having this survival mechanism: if you joke about it , it goes away . You go numb , you laugh , it doesn’t hurt anymore. Right?

Are any of your friends depressed ?

Like depressed depressed not momentarily sad ? Are you depressed? Do you know what depression is? Are you your friends friend? Are you alert and ready to see your friends cry for help?

Do you listen when you’re not spoken to?

Why is it that people would rather open up to strangers and be vulnerable instead of going to their friends or family ? I want to know.

“Mans sensitivity to the small things and insensitivity to the greatest are a sign of great disorder” – Blaise Pascal

I’m done now. Think about it .

Please note that this is just the beginning into a series of a whole section on my blog. Check on your friends and family , check on yourself . Mental health is an issue. It exists. We will talk about it until we talk about it . If you are going through anything /would like to share your story / give insight on the matter do feel free to email me or DM on my social media , displayed on the contact section.

Let’s start a conversation.