I Battle Depression

Everyone always expects us to be okay, and say that we’re fine when asked, regardless of whether it is true or not.
I was never taught how to be okay with admitting that I’m not just fine.

So I’m, fine, to others.
I deal with it, and ignore it for as long as I can, and I bury it in the deepest parts of my mind, and go on with my day, because I’m supposed to be okay.

And then, when I don’t have the busyness of my daily life to distract me, and I’m finally alone, it becomes really difficult to act like i am just fine.

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Doomflower · 36-40, M

I like to sing and I often sing songs that reflect that to help. Today it's been "no children" by the mountain goats. I especially love this part:

"I hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn't over
I hope you blink before I do
Yeah I hope I never get sober
And I hope when you think of me years down the line you can't find one good thing to say
And I hope if I found the strength to walk out you'd stay the Hell out of my way!"