For me, the scariest thing about clinical depression is just this:

Especially if this isn’t your first rodeo, and you have a thorough knowledge of your condition — you can be in the middle of it, able to accurately assess the errors in your thinking and possessing of the ability to rationally express the irrationality of the black hole you’re existing in…

And it doesn’t fucking matter.

You still can’t reason your way out of it.

For everyone who understands this reality on a deeply personal level, please…

I hope that you never stop fighting.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

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