I don’t need to be told to get over it, or to be told how it is going to be like after that phase. I don’t need someone to tell me something I already know. The thing about being depressed is that we know it’s going to end up either us being alright or continue being depress until we die. I don’t want to hear people tell me I’m going to fine in the end, just shut up and suck it up. If I can just snap my fingers and be happy again, I would. But I can’t, I take my emotions seriously and I’m not someone who lets go of something easily. If the whole world could do that, Earth would be a perfect place, and everyone will be contented. But no, the world isn’t.
During the period of sadness, it is not that I don’t want to be alright again. It’s that I don’t think I deserve to have it lifted off me, and it’s punishment for being happy before. It’s an equality, a balance in our emotions that makes us not crazy.
What I need to be told is that the person I’m ranting to will be there for me, will listen to me rant on and on and won’t leave my side. I need to know that they will give me their support, their love. I don’t want to hear cynical shit, cos I’m not trying to make myself feel worse or try to feel better, I’m just trying to let people know what I’m going through, or that they can tell me that I’m not alone.
When I’m down, I just need someone to tell me that I have friends by my side, he or she will be my side, best if they understand how I feel. Not some instant quick fix like ‘get over it.’.