It’s been called a Black Dog, a Darkness, a Pit, a Black Hole… It should also be called The Lie.
And here’s the thing, I know depression lies. I’ve done my reading, I’ve listened to others, I’ve talked with others. I know this. And yet, how do you know what’s the truth and what’s a lie when you’re in the middle of it?
Here are some things that may or may not be real:
- I’ve made wrong decision after wrong decision which has left me here.
- My life is pointless and worthless. I have never done anything of worth.
- I have no friends
- With no friends, no connections, I am nothing
- No one cares
- No one should care
- There is no cure
- This will never end
- There is no one to help and without anyone to help, I cannot help myself