Everyone with Depression have their own way of expressing what it feels like for them. And for me personally Depression is like a bad friend who tells you that you are a bad person who doesn’t deserve to be happy. It’s like a bully that acts like your friend. Basically, it’s my frenemy. I decided to deal with this so called friend because I didn’t want to be alone. Also, it’s the only friend I have that I don’t know how to let go. It’s a toxic, bad friend.
In the end, I treated it like it’s human that needed someone to talk to and I was that person. So I always listened and said that everything will be okay.
Hopefully, everything will work out. If not then pull yourself up and keep going no matter what.