A letter to my depression.... [share your letter here]

Dear Depression,

Now that you're out of my life, I'm so much better
You thought that I'd be weak without you, but I'm stronger
You thought that I'd be broke without you, but I'm richer
You thought that I'd be sad without you, I laugh harder
Thought I wouldn't grow without you, now I'm wiser
Thought that I'd be helpless without you, but I'm smarter
You thought that I'd be stressed without you, but I'm chillin'
You thought I wouldn't sell without you, sold nine million

I'm a survivor (what?)
I'm not gon' give up (what?)
I'm not gon' stop (what?)
I'm gon' work harder (what?)
I'm a survivor (what?)
I'm gonna make it (what?)
I will survive (what?)
Keep on survivin'(what?)

Thought I couldn't breathe without you, I'm inhaling
You thought I couldn't see without you, perfect vision
You thought I couldn't last without you, but I'm lastin'
You thought that I would die without you, but I'm livin'
Thought that I would fail without you, but I'm on top
Thought it would be over by now, but it won't stop
Thought that I would self destruct, but I'm still here
Even in my years to come, I'm still gon' be here

I'm a survivor (what?)
I'm not gon' give up (what?)
I'm not gon' stop (what?)
I'm gon' work harder (what?)
I'm a survivor (what?)
I'm gonna make it (what?)
I will survive (what?)
Keep on survivin'(what?)

Wishing you the best
Pray that you are blessed
Bring much success, no stress, and lots of happiness
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon' blast you on the radio
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon' lie on you and your family
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon' hate on you in the magazines
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon' compromise my Christianity
(I'm better than that)
You know I'm not gon' diss you on the internet
'Cause my mama taught me better than that

I'm a survivor (what?)
I'm not gon' give up (what?)
I'm not gon' stop (what?)
I'm gon' work harder (what?)
I'm a survivor (what?)
I'm gonna make it (what?)
I will survive (what?)
Keep on survivin'(what?)

After of all of the darkness and sadness
Soon comes happiness
If I surround my self with positive things
I'll gain prosperity

I'm a survivor (what?)
I'm not gon' give up (what?)
I'm not gon' stop (what?)
I'm gon' work harder (what?)
I'm a survivor (what?)
I'm gonna make it (what?)
I will survive (what?)
Keep on survivin'(what?)

Original Song by Destinys Child called Survivor. Its on Youtube if you haven't heard of it, just Youtube Destinys Child - Survivor.

Big love to everyone :) xxx

Dear my depression

You ruined my life, i lost friends and close people bec of you

I didn't sleep for nights bec of my thoughts and tears

There is days that i feel nothing, but days that i don't know how i feel

I didn't do well in my study

I hurted myself on hope to feel better...

I try to survive but something keeps pulling me back to your hole of darkness

I try to forget but one flashback brings all the sadness to mt life

There is a storm inside me but outside there is that wide Fake smile on my face

I try to move on but i feel weak and hopeless

You are a monster

Happy days and moments became the most strange times of my life, why? Oh cause i got used to your darkness, and this happiness last for few hours and then it fly away

Dear my depression

I'm stronger than you

There is days that you will make me feel weak and i will fall down but NO, i will get up again

Dear my depression

You still making me feel weak, sometimes i will give up

But i know i will defeat you someday and never fall in your hole of darkness again

Dear my depression...

I HATE YOU FROM ALL OF MY HEART

Dear Depression,

I just wonder, are you my best friend or my worst enemy, or maybe both :O

A letter to my Depression...

You do not define me. You do not control me. You do not own me. I am who I am and better without you. You may get the best of me somedays, but you will not win this fight. Ill let you score a few here and there but do know who the ultimate winner is. I am Allison T****** not Allison the depressed girl. I will not show you and I will fight with all I have in me, because you are just a rock in my way and once I step over the rock, I will never see tha rock again. So fair well Depression. I will not miss you ...

Love, Allison your longest enemy.

A letter huh... Hmm... I'd write:

Hey, bub.

I never knew you existed. You're so small and unnoticeable like me. Thanks for coming into my life and making me see things that I've been oblivious to before. Thanks for making me realise what the good side of life is, and how bad it can be. Thanks for inspiring me to make art and write poems and create stories. Thanks for accompanying me when no one else was around. Thanks for the experience.

But I'm kinda bored of your drama now, repeating the same old lines. Maybe you should chill someplace else. Go inside that Saratoga-grade trunk quietly and let me chain it shut.

Thanks for all you've done, but your season's over. And don't let me catch you out of that trunk.

Dear depression,

Why should I even care anymore if those that are suppose to help me don't. Why don't they help me? Why should I even care anymore? Why should I just not give up?

Man up and kill me.

Hello Depression, I wanted to you to tell you that most of my constant companions are persistent shadows that I might be consider as either complimentary or stalking me, depending on the intent. However, with you, you emit the clammy feeling of a dark and stagnant pool of water on an airless day before a lightning storm. I want you to release me from your stifling embrace, because I see the light filtering over me, just out of reach@Laura

Dear Depression,

What the hell is wrong with you? What kind of person struts up to my life, sinks into my skin and hurts me without even a 'hi, can I come over for a bit?' You pop up out of nowhere, surround me in painful hugs and reminders that I'm a failure and worhtless and that life is all meaningless in the end so why don't I just-

My friends can't see you. They can't see when you sit behind me in class whispering in my ear like some creepy stalker, they don't see you tipping poison in my lunch so when I eat it my eyes water and arms feel like led. You're Mr. Invisible, always making me second guess myself and think 'is it really depression or are you just... sad.' I'm not sad, I'm fucking cursed, and you are the one who did it.

Can you just give me a break for a bit? Act like a decent human being for once? Can't just gain some empathy, maybe borrow some from your neighbour or something? Can't you see its driving me mad, this constant roller coaster of happy and sad and 'can't get out of bed' and 'I don't want to' and angry and... I wish you were human, so you could understand how much you hurt me, how much I despise you. But, you're not, you're the devil, and even when I'm sobbing into my pillow and shivering in fear you just smirk that smug little condescending smirk.

Take a holiday, take a break. Surely its tiring to mess up my life every day. It would be better for both of us, and maybe, just maybe, when you return home from your forced voyage, I'll actually call for help... since I'll be stronger then.

Sincerely,

Your worst nightmare,

Your doormat,

Your victim.

Hey, depression!

How have you been? I saw your car in the Walmart parking lot last week, but I couldn't pick you out from the other shoppers. You know, they all start looking alike after a while.

What brought you into town, anyway? Burn another bridge, did you? Or maybe you cared too much. You just don't learn; do you? We''ve been at the game a half a century now; you'd think we would have learned by now.

I was surprised that you didn't stop by. I was expecting you. I'm kind of glad that you didn't stop in, though. You're the only visitor I get anymore, but I've been kind of busy lately.

And, you know, since the diabetes set in, I can't stay up so late like we used to. That sugar glucose hang-over, ... you know.

For a while, when it started, I was pretty sure that you were going to move in and end it all. I wanted you to; you know that. But, you know, it just didn't work out.

So, I've been into mindfulness and excercise lately. That's why I missed your phone calls...nothing personal. I'm just trying to keep my nose clean and stay away from gluten and sugar.

If you do stop by, I moved the key that was under the welcome mat...new neighbors, you know...roudy types with bad habits. Gotta keep the riff-raff out.

Have a good trip. I know you'll see me when I go shopping and such, but ... you know, I don't want to keep you from your new friends. You keep on walking like you never saw me. I'll be fine.

Sincerely,

Hoping you don't find where I hid the key