Depression is a funny illness because so many people have it, but don’t talk about it. I do not intend to be one of these people. I am currently suffering with depression. There is no shame in admitting the truth, Just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean it isn’t there, I can almost guarantee
She is perpetually sweet and kind Always there to lend a helping hand No matter how difficult the grind Motivating you to take a stand A stand against the hate and the pain She makes your life a bearable one Helping you through all of life’s strain Treating you as if you were her son She will
She sits across from you with sadness in her hand Silently helping strangers, not a selfish thought in mind Almost like she’s living in a completely different land You’ve never before met a girl who could be so kind She stares at you and smiles, it feels like summer You smile back, she feels it too –
There are very few moments in my life that actually give me faith in the kindness of humans, but recently I have encountered a few moments of genuine human kindness with in my friends. If you have been here for a while you will remember this post where I talk about how a stranger did
We all have them. Conversations. They can often be dry, tasteless and predictable, but then sometimes you will meet that one person who, with out fail, you can have the BEST conversations with. It is these conversations that I live for.