I know how its feels. I know how it feels to fight the toughest battles in the dark hours of the night, when serotonin levels aren’t balanced and your mind is racing with worries. I know how hard it is to wake up every morning and try to find a reason to keep fighting, to not give up your life. I know how it is to be suffering from depression, and I know how it is to be completely consumed by it.
Asking you to hold on another day may not seem to be fair. You’ve probably been holding on for what feels like a painfull long time already. I know you are struggling, and I want you to know it won’t last forever. Stop writing that final letter, make it pieces and throw it away. Take another paper and write down all the good things you appreciate of yourself, such as the fact that you are a life warrior.
People seem not to understand. I didn’t understand.
I will not tell you that you are smart, that you are beautiful. I will not tell you that you are a very nice person, because I don’t know you at all. But I can tell you there is someone that knows you well, and loves all your weaknesses and strengths. There is someone whose life would end if yours does. There is probably someone suffering in silence because doesn’t know how to help you. Trust me, that person exists, even if you can’t see it.
So please, stay.
I know how deep the whole is. I know how it feels to get slightly in it, trying to pull someone you care about. I know how it feels to be the one pulled. And I know it is not easy to get out of it. I know it is as dark as you can’t even see the good things in life. I know that every word you hear makes you go deeper. And even thought sometimes it can seem like nothing is ever going to be okay, I promise it will.
So please, stay.