It’s a killer, and it stabs you in your heart, and poisons your brain. It makes you be a bully, not to anyone necessarily, but to yourself. “Worthless, forgotten, fat, ugly, stupid” these are just some of the words that the poison does to you; as it swallows your soul.
I have been depressed for most of my life, and now I’m healed. But right now I two friends that are depressed. They may be reading this right now, they might not. There’s no way of knowing. But one of them, is just over stressed about everything, after her grandpa passed away last March. Then her grandma got a disease, that causes her to forget a lot, and to get mad.
But my other friend think is just overly stressed as well, but also has the poison in her brain, and knife in her heart. And I really do believe that she’s bleeding. I believe that she’s actually so depressed, she might seriously hurt herself someday, on purpose.
I think I have a blessing and a curse, I care too much about people. I worry a lot about them. If they are missing, I worry about them. I think about the worst that’s happening. I can’t stop thinking about them until I know they’re safe. Sometimes I even cry because I’m worrying about them.
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