Depression is an unseen loss. Loss of feeling, loss of desire, loss of being.
Some time ago I came to face what I had been hiding for a long time. I feel empty, useless, gone. My head is so heavy, yet empty. All I wanted was to stop existing.
Facing this emptiness is terrifying. Where did I go? How do I get back? How can I be me again?
Pushing through each day is not the answer. I’ve tried that, but whatever I’m pushing doesn’t move. It builds up and up so that every day I have a heavier load to push.
Now I stop pushing. It’s time to start over.
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.Max Ehrmann