DEPRESSION
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What is...

Depression?

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It isn't 'being sad sometimes' or 'being sad all the time.'

It's being numb all the time.

It's knowing you should like doing things, that you should, theoretically, be happy.

But you don't, and you aren't.

It's having no energy to get out of bed, sometimes not even for food.

It's sometimes being unable to satiate the hunger, but sometimes not being hungry at all.

It's lying in your bed, staring at the ceiling knowing you have homework due, but being physically unable to get up to do it.

It's not really caring if you die.

It's knowing if you could die without it being your fault, you'd take it in a heartbeat.

It's being so exhausted in a way that can't be fixed with sleep.

Sometimes it's hiding behind laughter and jokes, behind an uncaring attitude and a blinding grin.

Sometimes it's hiding behind a laugh, a fake smile, and an "I'm fine."

Sometimes it's hiding behind hot white rage, behind bruised arms and split knuckles.

Sometimes, it's not even hiding.

Sometimes it's empty eyes with dark bruised bags and long sleeves with no care for how hot it is.

Sometimes it's eating less and less and less until the only thing you're eating is air and tears, and despite how thin you may get-

It's not enough

It won't be enough

It'll never be enough

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