For quite some time, I felt all of these emotions, but I bottled them up, thinking being sad was actually normal. But bottling up my feelings turned into days. Then weeks. Then months. I honestly thought being so utterly upset to the point that I cried until I flooded the Earth with my tears was normal. I thought being stuck in an endless black void of hopelessness was an event humans go through weekly, or even daily. I couldn’t even do my homework or daily chores just because I was …show more content…
In December of 2015, I found out that I was a part of the statistics. I wasn’t the least bit shocked after my diagnoses; I knew I was sadder than the norm. After that, I was prescribed with Zoloft, a common antidepressant, which I take every day in order to keep me from breaking down. Taking medication to manage someone’s symptoms doesn’t make the person weak, it means that taking medication is a way of accepting help for combating something that is out of their control. Depression is like being surrounded by loud booming sounds for so long, and I couldn’t tell how loud it was. And now, all I’m left with is ringing in my ears. Essentially, depression drowns out everything else around you, making you see the world only through the lens of depression. Depression doesn’t just go away like the flu, it lingers there like the ringing in your ears. Despite the fact that depression fills you with a crushing sense of sadness, all of the days spent fighting ultimately make that person strong. It is for all of those reasons and more, I believe that we draw strengths from the worst of