When you’re down I will be there. Yeah, I mean me – depression. Sorry, I didn’t introduce myself. But I mean, you know me well enough already right. I’m not trying to be rude, but there are so many different kinds of “me.” Which form of depression do you have in your brain? Oh sorry, which form of ME do you have roaming around your mind. This post is sponsored by depression, hurting people since the beginning of time. Yeah, that’s what I do. I lie to people. I tell them that they are worthless, to take a seat and never get up. That’s me in your ear whispering that you suck. You’re a terrible person and nobody likes you. Hey man, you’re doing everything wrong. I don’t know why you listen to me. OH, I KNOW WHY, because I fooled you into thinking that I care about you, I’m doing this for your own good. I don’t want you to fail, I want to point out all the things you’re doing wrong so that you can do them better. I tell you that you’re ugly so you can try to look better. You look like shit, you haven’t showered in God knows how long and I’m afraid to smell you. Get out of my face and go sit in the corner where you belong. I’m ashamed to be seen with you. Go back to sleep and stop trying to fight me. Yeah, close your eyes and I’ll still be here.

When you feel bad anyway, I’m here to make it worse. You can count on me to tell you that you can NEVER accomplish what you set out to do. You think you’re succeeding? Oh no, you don’t know the first thing about success. You’re a loser, a failure at life and you don’t belong. Try to sleep, I dare you. You won’t make it because I’ll be sitting at your side waking you up every hour on the hour. You’re sitting there with your eyes wide open because of me. And not in the metaphorical sense, in the literal one. I will poke you until you open your eyes. Wake up and think about horrible things. You think you can drown me out with positive thinking, but you can’t. I am strong and I’ve worked hard to take up this space in your mind. I don’t believe anything you say and you believe everything I say. It’s unlikely that you’ll overcome me. I have powers you know. I know how to convince people that they are things that they actually aren’t. I’m a great liar and I have evidence to prove it.

Why aren’t you listening to me? I didn’t tell you you could ignore me. Who said you could fight against me? I didn’t think you were strong like this. Where did your inner strength come from? I’ve been lying to you for years and you believed all of it. I don’t get it, I don’t understand, who taught you to be this way?

YOU taught YOU?

Okay well, I’ll be back. We’re not done here. You may have won this time, but I’ll be back.