Monday, January 8, 2007

I hate depression. The insipidness of it. I hate unenlightened people who don't understand that it's an illness. That the depressed person feels so incredibly awful that they cannot function. It's easy to assume that the person is a slacker or that they are lazy. Don't judge until you've walked a mile in the shoes of a depressed person. No one wants to feel that awful. And it doesn't help when the unenlightened bully and push and refuse to understand. My goal is to educate the unenlightened. It's easy to ridicule and make fun of the depressed and anxious people around you. But it just heaps more emotional pain on a person who is struggling.

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