For those of you on here that didn't know already, I have been struggling with depression and severe anxiety for years now. For the longest time, it seemed like there was no end to the darkness surrounding me. It was so difficult, because I couldn't see any light. There was no reason to see it anyway, I had no reason to try and see it. So I decided I didn't want to see anything anymore.
There is this huge taboo around suicide. But it happens. And maybe if people would start talking about it, it might be more preventable. Talking about feelings should not be this hard. Talking about it is a necessity.
For me everything finally started changing about 3 years ago, when I met Benjamin. Not because love is a magical cure, but because he made me see the world in a different way. He showed me the people that were waiting for me to see how much they loved me (hello mom and dad!), made me start talking to my friends again (hello Nick!) and got me back into this world. After a while, I started seeing the light around me again.
Today I can say that I am recovering every single day. I have come such a long way, but every day is a new day to take more steps. But I couldn't do this without the help of the people who love me unconditionally. It is okay to feel bad, it's okay to make mistakes. But it's not okay to keep it all inside.
If you are feeling alone, or lost, and you need someone to talk to: reach out. There are people around you, even though they might seem far away. You are never alone in this.
Talking about how you feel is the first step. Take the risk. It might be the scariest thing you'll ever have to do, but it is worth it.
Do not give up.
You are not alone.
