*Important note about this post – if you are feeling suicidal or like you want to harm yourself, please reach out and ask for help. Call 911 or your local crisis line. You are not alone. Help is out there. Canadian Crisis Line
Sadness: It seems nice outside, maybe I should go for a walk.
Depression: You may say it’s nice outside, but all I see is darkness.
Sadness: Maybe I should eat something to cheer myself up?
Depression: What is food and water?
Sadness: I will just go for a drive to take my mind off of things.
Depression: Drive where? And why? My thoughts are with me wherever I go.
Sadness: I will go to a friend’s house to chat about gratitude.
Depression: Gratitude is just a word, because I don’t know how to feel it.
Sadness: I’m not suicidal, I’m afraid of death.
Depression: I welcome death. It’s all I think about.
Sadness: A bubble bath will cheer me up.
Depression: I haven’t showered in a week and I definitely don’t care.
Sadness: I know that there are good things in life.
Depression: I am incapable of feeling joy even if ‘good things’ are all around me.
Sadness: There’s a light at the end of this tunnel.
Depression: The light at the end of my tunnel is very different and ominous.
Sadness: Often attached to a sad event.
Depression: Comes. Out. Of. Nowhere. And tackles me to the ground. Every muscle in my body is frozen and moving a finger feels like I’m lifting the hate-filled universe.
Sadness: Breathing is slow.
Depression: Breathing hurts; mentally and physically.