What is it with depression? Why does she have the final say–wearing me out with her moodiness until I am no longer in the mood for anything at all? There has not been a time when melancholy has not accompanied me. Uninvited, like an unwelcome houseguest.
You think you complete me–you actually deplete me.
Well, I am tired of you.
If you refuse to leave voluntarily, then I will make you go away.
I will hide you under my smile.
I will deny your existence.
I will work out more.
I will relax more.
I will hang out with happy people.
I will numb you with wine–preferably red.
I will numb you with exercise.
I understand you have accompanied me for so long now, you have become a part of me.
I understand it will take time to familiarize my surroundings without you surrounding me.
I understand it will not be easy.
I know I cannot do it alone.
Neither can you.
Why are you cast down, O my soul,
and why are you in turmoil within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
my salvation and my God. (Psalm 42:11 ESV)