I used to feel like I was constantly floating away. Logically I understood that this wasn’t true, but my mind was in such disarray that I could’t connect to the obvious fact that I was planted on the ground. It felt like physically disappearing, slowly vanishing into thin air. Imagine a helium balloon constantly under the threat of being released into the sky, except the balloon has a will to live.
Read MoreSo, I’m no stranger to depression. Genetic predisposition aside, I think it actually became so familiar that I welcomed it. It still seems like part of my personality to be perfectly honest. Depression is like a portal that follows me around.
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