My struggle with depression is an everyday occurance. A lot of the time i can hardly motivate myself to do anything. But as I lay here, I know that I must keep plugging away. I have to overcome this, to prove everyone wrong. Sometimes, though, I'm overcome with a sense of emptiness. Panic grips my chest, and tunnel vision sets in. The world around me blurs. I have a great disdain for my friends. They are so immature sometimes that they are jaded and have no concept of the real world, that life is bigger than our former high school lives and the world is larger than our little suburb where we grew up. They just need to grow up, and express how they really feel.
I saw an inspiring graffiti while I was in Saint Petersburg, Russia. It was "hope never dies"
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