How I hate that word.
I hate what it does to people.
I hate how it makes you feel.
I suffer from depression. At one point in my life I couldn’t get out of bed. Couldn’t do the things I love to do.
Today a friend of mines sent me this message.
In my mind I was just checking up on that friend because I know someone close to him died and I lost a friend only three weeks ago so I know the place he’s in.
The purpose of this post is to encourage you to reach out a little more to those friends or family members who you know suffers from depression. My gesture meant a lot to him and yours can too.