Dear Depression

I woke up one morning and knew I had no more to give Depression. I had no more tears to shed. I had no more people to push away. I was tired of being on and off medication. I was tired of starting therapy only to stop and start again. I was tired of looking for happiness through people, places, and things that eventually didn't work. I was tired of the confusion just to make a decision. I was tired of only seeing my flaws. I was tired of doubting myself. I was tired of sitting in the room using food to comfort me. I was tired of being excited about something only to feel bad minutes later. I was tired of thoughts of not wanting to live when all I really wanted was for the pain to stop. I was tired of the dark place inside me that isolated me from the world and kept me in thoughts of only the wrongs I've done. I would wake in the morning only to look forward to bedtime. I was tired of being tired, but through prayer and God's command, I put a pen in my hand and started to journal my way to a new way of life. If you ever felt this way, I promise you, you're not alone. I'm sharing my journey in hopes that anyone who is suffering can now know he or she can live a great life a day at a time. So join me on my journey and let's tell Depression, "No more." Let's close that door.