What does desolation taste like? Bland, insipid…but so very addictive…Yes, in a way, you fall in love with that feeling…that feeling soaking you in, and sucking life out…you blame the world for leaving you alone, when it is actually you who is pushing the world away. A feeling of self-pity is what you revel in. It is a big bad world out there, out to get you, and you are the wronged victim – this is what plays on a loop in your mind. You enjoy wallowing in that sick, gooey mass of self pity till it actually immerses you completely and shuts the world from view.
Desolation has a clinical name – depression. It’s a term many use loosely whenever they feel a bit under the weather. But that’s like equating headache with brain tumor. Depression is desolation at its worst. Depression alienates. Depression breeds loneliness. Depression kills.
Some give in. Some don’t. At the end of the day, it is a choice. Yes, it is a disease…but whether you choose to fight it or let it take over you, depends on you and just you. Here is a way out: writing. Writing helps. It has helped me. And if a girl who couldn’t string two words together two years back can do this, can own up to being a victim of self-pity, and try and woo the world, so can you!
Yes, you there, who has switched off her cell phone, has refused dinner and is currently counting her misfortunes, am talking to you. Don't let depression fiddle with your mind. Don't let it persuade you to abandon the world. Don't let it break you! And I use the word ‘let’ because that is how it actually is: the control is always there in your hand. Don’t let that slip. Come on now, we are together in this! Losing is not even an option!
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