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I thought i was finally at shore. I thought i have gotten over the darkest time of my life. But the thing with chrkmic depression is that you never really know when you are spiraling down until your smack back in the middle of the ocean trying to stay afloat. This has happened to me twice now. Most recently last week. Looking back all the signs where there. I was very anxious, i over worked my self trying to distract myself from the anxiety. I got very irritable and my mood swings was off swiming like a pendulum. Suddenly i found myself drowning in the middle of the ocean of my own depression struggling not to drown. Trying to find the will to swim ashore. But you got to keep swiming. You owe that to yourself. What kept me going is tgat i dont want all my past struggles to have gone to waste. I have to make it count for something. Because it is really that easy to give up. But i want those reading this passage from me leaving knowing that im a survivor. Yes i struggle. Yes depression and anxiety is apart of me. But its not sonetyim ashamed of or something that will get in the way of me and my goals in life. Because im worth it. This life is worth living. You dont live once, you live everyday. Be present, show up, this world and all its opportunities awaits you. Come to shore