But when you’re going through depression, you’ll think it will always be like this. You’ll think it will always be painful. You’ll think it will always be exhausting. You’ll think it will always be lifeless, restless, numbing and soul-crushing. You’ll think that the darkness will always be there until the sun rises in your life again and convinces you that nothing in this life is permanent including your sickness. Time heals all wounds even the invisible ones that feel like madness.
Lonely Blue Boy 
I really hope my depression passes as well. The phrase “This too shall pass” is powerful but yet the question arises, will I be alive after this passes? Will I ever be the same? What more is there to come for me ahead?
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