Depression is a curse.
It’s a feeling, but a being, but something else
all wrapped up into one.
It writhes within and cries terror.
It’s dark, it’s uneasy, it’s what’s at the bottom of the lake.
Welcome to a blog post you’ve never seen before. This is about suicide and how to actively resist suicidal thoughts whether this be for you or a friend. Unlike my original post about Depression, this is more about the ‘suicidal thoughts’ aspect, which is really the worst and scariest symptom of depression, in my opinion.
The following post is a realistic account of my experiences with depression. The post starts off with a rant and tapers off into an informative post about Depression. I’ve decided to leave the rant in case anyone wanted to see a more in-depth look into my current thoughts and feelings. If you choose to ignore this part of the post, please scroll down to the next break. This entire post has been brought to you by insomnia, experiences with Depression, and World Suicide Prevention Day.