A never ending sadness welling up inside. Taking with it desires and excitements. A place of nothingness filled with blackness. Cold and dark, damp and empty. Gray clouds blocking out all happiness. Sucked dry and left lifeless.
I see on Facebook how some say they are so depressed, mostly because they didn’t get something they wanted. The reality is most are just sad. Sad for a moment because of an unfulfilled desire. Some are sad because they couldn’t do something they wanted and others are sad because they didn’t succeed at what they tried. I wish, with all of my heart, that my youngest daughter was just sad.
I find it very unfair that my sweet little girl suffers from depression. I hate that this isn’t something I can fix or offer helpful tips on finding new ways to make things better. I wish that I could erase the sadness from her eyes and ease the pain she feels both emotionally and physically. She has finally accepted that she does need her medication and that it does really help. I would say she has a better grasp on her emotions and her triggers as well and knows when she has reached her limit. I am thankful that she no longer hits herself and no longer tells me she wants to die or wishes she was never born. I am most thankful for her coming to me and telling me when it hurts too much and she needs help. I am especially thankful to her older brother and sister for understanding that sometimes their little sister needs them and they are there for her.