And that’s the most frustrating thing about depression. It isn’t always something you can fight back against with hope. It isn’t even something — it’s nothing. And you can’t combat nothing. You can’t fill it up. You can’t cover it. It’s just there, pulling the meaning out of everything. That being the case, all the hopeful, proactive solutions start to sound completely insane in contrast to the scope of the problem.
It would be like having a bunch of dead fish, but no one around you will acknowledge that the fish are dead. Instead, they offer to help you look for the fish or try to help you figure out why they disappeared. (x)
This is actually a really good way to explain it, I think.
Hey sorry for being lame, but after a series of personal issues with my mother openly deciding she doesn’t want to be a mother anymore, I am in need of a place to live in the SF Bay Area. If you know anyone in the area who has something available please message me, if you have friends that live in the area please share this, and if we’re already friends on Facebook please like that status because it’ll show in more peoples feeds that way, with Facebook’s system of only showing posts that contain trending words or have a lot of likes/comments. Not asking for money or anything like that since I do have a steady part time job I just need a safe place to sleep.