Have you ever met someone who has never been depressed? They tell you they don’t know what that feels like.
That doesn’t make sense to me.
Didn’t you have a childhood? Didn’t you go to school? Don’t you have a family?!
You’re telling me you’ve never been depressed? I don’t even know how to work with that. That’s just bragging, in my opinion.
Depression is my dearest friend. We go way back. S/he’s always there for me, in good times and bad; always got my back. I can count on s/him to be there when times are tough. Even now that I’m on anti-depressants, s/he’s still standing over in the corner waving.
Nowadays, it seems like everybody is on anti-depressants. If the majority of humanity is depressed, maybe that’s just our natural state? Maybe cavemen and women were depressed. (In fact, I’d bet on it!) Perhaps we’re all meant to be drifting around sluggishly, not feeling motivated to invade other parts of the world. We should just all be in it together instead of trying to fight it, you know? Embrace that dear, loyal friend.
If you don’t have depression, what have you got?
P.S. – Is it weird that I’m writing this from Hawaii?