Depression. Like a dark room. You are crying. You are confused. You are scared because you are scarred. You look for windows to open and switches to turn on. You look for anything that will bring a light in the room but the darkness is overwhelming, always winning. You sit down and start accepting the darkness, almost even start loving it.
You hear knocks at the door … the sounds of those who want to reach out to you. You are sceptical. Someone left you in this dark room and as a result you assume everyone will.
Listen. Walk towards that door and open it. The person knocking the door on the other side wants to help you show your way out, wants to show you where the windows are, wants to show you where the switches are. This is because the person has been in this room before. And you need to know about the windows and switches. Why? So that, one day you too can help people find light in their dark rooms. People who are lost in darkness. People like you.
Sheetal Soni
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