by dijiaderoGBA

 

Sometimes, I want to talk.

Sometimes, I want to cry.

Two sides of life.

One for the pain.

Other for the pain.

Who will listen ?

Who will I talk to?

Depression is a friend.

 

I smile.

I cry.

I pretend.

I wish I could speak.

I wish you could listen.

But, who will listen?

Who will I talk to?

Depression is a friend.

 

Ever wondered why people pretend to be fine when deep down, everything isn’t fine?

Ever wondered why the ones that appear happy ends up having a depressed life?

Truth is, everyone is battling with something painful that causes pain and sadness to the heart but the difference between the depressed ones and non depressed ones is the ability to talk to people about it.

We have friends , family members, strangers that are depressed and won’t talk because they are scared of being mocked, stigmatized or made the reason for gist amongst friends and people.

Speak to a friend when you notice he/she isn’t happy, stop assuming people are fine because they show everyone they are fine, have a nice time with people and know what they are battling with.

Depression is real and it kills fast. Talk to someone today, let them know what you are battling with. Don’t keep to yourselve, be free and talk. A problem shared is often a problem solved.

And remember, you are loved and appreciated always… ❤❤❤❤❤

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Written by : @dijiaderoGBA