Stop making ourselves the victims in our own lives, and start being the warriors we are. Depression will always be there, lurking and waiting for the right moment to rear its ugly head. Instead of hating myself for it and trying to hide it, I’ve made the darkness a part of me. It’s not a flaw or something I need to be ashamed of. It just is, the way my hair is brown and my laugh is loud. It’s who I am and what makes me the person I am today. But it no longer consumes me.
