disease

depression's like an insidious force, seeping through your veins from the very day of your conception. as human, you experience a myriad of emotions and feelings, depression's the one that hits you like a train. it comes so fast you don't know what hit you but leaves an indelible mark on your life. it seems to grow with age, you're burdened with it as your wisdom grows... then when you're old enough and your body, mind and soul thinks it has been tortured enough, you're struck with dementia, which doesn't seem to be a bad thing afterall, because you've been suffering from this illness all the years.

people say when you're old, you're not different from a defenceless infant, similiarly you experience the least depression, due to memory loss due to age, etc...

so what do we do till then? struggle with your own internal strife constantly plaguing you... perennial problems popping up time and time again... you'll just convince yourself to pull through till you reach the end, when everything will seem to just go away. obviously depression won't end till you're 6 feet below. it's a constant struggle, an uphill battle... do you feel this way?

seriously, life's not all of the above. if you didn't feel sad or depressed, if there were no mark in your life, won't you be a spanking clean perfect human? depression makes you human, makes you feel vulnerable to your temperaments, feeling like some hopeless prick... but without feeling so lost, alone and unhappy, would you relish the times when you're happy? without it, life would be a mundane affair. life is a roller coaster, without those downs, it won't feel good to be up! before you think of how shit your life is, think of how good it is to feel that way, for without it, life wouldn't rock. like there would be moon without the sun, some things in life coexist for a purpose.