Yes.
When you are deeply depressed, life has to get better. It’s the only thing it can do, besides end. And you and I both don’t want that, which is why we’re here right now.
At times, a depressed life can barely feel like a life at all. But think of it this way, I, and possibly you, barely even know or emotionally remember what life feels like without a sweet coat of depression over it. And isn’t that kind of exciting in a way? That this great unknown is out there waiting for us? I’m sure it isn’t perfect. Nothing is. But it has to be better. We both know the way we are feeling isn’t normal. No matter how much we blame ourselves for it and how much we deny that it isn’t that bad, we know deep down that something is wrong. Life is hard but life isn’t constant pain. Life isn’t going to bed and not knowing if you’ll want to die when you wake up. It just isn’t. And that’s why we’re gonna get help, and help ourselves. It’s gonna be hard but we are gonna do it.
You know when you just feel like everything is right? Even if just for a second, when everything just feels perfect and beautiful? Do me a favor and think of every single time you’ve ever felt that way. Every single time. Make a list.
Oh, you can’t? Yeah I know, that’s because there’s too fucking many of them. And that is what makes life worth it. All those moments. I can’t lie to you and tell you life is chock full of them, but their few-and-far-betweenness is part of what makes them feel like actual magic.
Have a great day. I truly believe that you can. And if you don’t today, that’s okay too. But I promise you that if you stick around, you will. And you will keep having them. It will be amazing. Just imagine.