An Open Letter To The Girl Who Struggles With Depression


I could start off by saying something cliché like, “it gets better” or “it’ll pass,” but I won’t. The reason why I won’t is because people have probably been telling you that for years and has it happened? Has it worked? I know it hasn’t because depression isn’t a condition and it isn’t a phase. It’s a part of you, but it isn’twho you are. For a long time, I let the saddness and the overwhelming pain I felt on a day to day basis consume me and, eventually, define me. A bad thing would happen and it would send me in a downwards spiral, but then something good would happen and I would get a little bit better. It was a vicious cycle that continues even to this day. Bad days don’t affect people with depression the same as it does those without. Bad days become normal and good days become rare. Now, I’m not here to tell you that the rest of your life is going to be bleek and miserable, because that is far from the truth, but I am going to shed some light on the reality of what your life will continue to be like if you let your depression wear you. The first step is to gain control. Once you gain control, it allows for shorter stints of sadness and you come out being okay a little sooner than you may have before. The second step is to stop being ashamed. You’re not the only one who is struggling with this internal battle and your shared story could save a life. The third and final step is to challenge it. Challenge yourself to be happy and to create a positive from a negative and to not let your depression win.

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Your depression doesn’t go away and it doesn’t get any easier, but rather, you get stronger. You find the strength you have, though it may be buried a little deeper than others, and you bring it to the surface for you to have on your heart’s rainy days. Depression doesn’t get any easier, but you learn how to deal with it. Your depression doesn’t control you, but you learn to use it for good. You turn it into art, into music, into a story. You turn it into something beautiful because, though you have it, you are not it and because you are beautiful. I refrain from telling you that it will get better or easier, because that would take away from the sense of pride you will feel when you take the necessary steps into overcoming it. So you can then look in the mirror and say, “I did it. It never got easier, but I got stronger.”

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