It feels like you are drowning like you cannot swim up for air. Depression has its hand gripped around your throat. My advice, look depression in the face and smile. Flick it off and fight back. I know you are tired. I know it feels like the end, but it isn't. It is the beginning of your journey, and you can't let the miserable creature called depression hold you back. I know how the monstrous beast acts, I know you probably have been fighting this battle for a while. I beg for you not to give up though. You have so much to live for, please keep living.

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