Depression attacks in different degrees. There are times,
mobility is tasking while during fortunate times, creating a magnificent Asian
art just happens in a snap. More than anything, healing comes from within and
not from outside force. Yet despite the effort to live normal and making
oneself productive, moving forward is not that easy when there are people
around who keep on playing mind tricks on you, harassing you underground, using
all against you, and punishing you behind the scene if things do not go their way.
You do not know what these people want or what contest is going on that they
keep on hitting on you, or just simply you are hella a commodity where people
can amass fortune from. And yes, this is all in the middle of you fighting
depression for years. But managing to survive is a miracle already. Despite
some unusual situations, you know very well you are the best of Asian art. And
we speak of not just living but as much as possible living productively,
decently while being in charge of some other tasks. And along the way, you know
there is God behind you. While He takes care of you, there are people who
inflict more pain on you left and right. It might be sad but is true but as
they say, reality bites and there is no worry with God on your side.
Along the journey, you realize how much you have achieved
relatively with your health situation. You face harassment and the cruelty of
inconsiderate people, you develop yourself and restore the knowledge that you
lost, you built a career out of ugly situations, you manage to take care of a
child and a house and fight your attackers with swagger and make them submit to
you instead of you giving in to them.
Yet despite the strength shown, a few days in a month make
it hard to move. The heart just feels like on the verge of exploding. The pain
rests in the mind. The heart palpitates just like that. And you remember your
underground harassers, the people turning around situation to make you look
bad, the fate that you caught while in the middle of all these you remained to
have so much zest for life. And tears just flow. They become unstoppable. And a
click on a keyboard, no matter how much strength to put on your finger seems
hurtful. Yet you manage to put doubt to people that you are in a state of
depression because throughout the years, you have learned to manage yourself
well. The worst is that people use this mental illness to make excuses from
harassing you. They do this subtly and plead innocent. They run away from the
crime with ease after all who would believe that they are guilty when you are
known to be depressed!
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