Fighting Depression

I’m not always an optimistic person. I’m extremely patient, and resilient, but I struggle all the time with my depression. Medication helps, but anyone who struggles with depression knows that although medication helps, there are times when that darkness still emerges. Thoughts of being a burden come to the surface and cause me to feel completely alone and utterly guilty for putting everyone I love through SO much. There are days when I’m just WAY too hard on myself. I try and remember the reasons for why I’m fighting, why I keep going every single day. It helps, usually, but depression is a real stubborn son-of-a-bitch. I guess what I’m trying to say is, I don’t want people to think of me as an overly optimistic, happy-go-lucky person. I’m not. And I’m okay with that. Every single person has crappy days. Life is tough. But it can be beautiful too. It’s hard to remember that when life kicks you when you’re already down. But if you’ve survived “kicks” before and have witnessed any kind of beauty after, isn’t it worth getting back up? Isn’t it worth fighting so your loved ones can keep loving and supporting you? There’s a reason for me to still be here, and there’s a reason you’re still here too. So, I don’t know about you, but I’m going to keep thinking about my reasons for fighting. I’m going to keep getting back up after every kick life gives me. I’ve made it this far in life and I’m not willing to stop. Find your reasons. Find the beauty. And get your ass back up and fight. 

Love and Hope,

Sarah aka Hopeful Dreamer