“He died” ” Oh, that guy was so coward to commit suicide. He had no idea how beautiful our life is or can be. Its a crime. He doesn’t deserve any sympathy. Dying was his choice. ” Different judgments are passed. It’s easy for us to judge surfacely. But, what do you think if everyone thinks life is wonderful then didn’t he ever think of that? Ofc everyone does. But when you go through depression, your life isn’t the same as you thought it off. Your thoughts change. Mood swings from sad to depressed to stressed to tears to frustration and vice-versa.
It’s easy to motivate someone with depression for a while but unless he understands or realizes it from his heart himself, we can’t help himself. Depression? Let’s talk about this term now. Its when they get so so low. They have different kinds of negative thoughts running on their mind, have some kinds of guilt, regrets, and mistakes. These factors kill them. They cry, scream, see nightmares, insomnia, lose appetite, don’t want to laugh. It’s like they completely lose themselves, absolutely deviates from how they used to be.
“Tomorrow is a mystery.” We don’t know who can do this, anyone, who motivates others, who is your friend, around you. You may know or may not.
They try to be normal on social media, at home, everywhere but actually, they can’t. They just stare somewhere, get lost, overthinks. Their eyes are almost filled with tears whether at night or when they just wake up in the morning. During the afternoon too, they just cry, cry and cry remembering the thing that’s haunting them. They wish to fix everything but they can’t. When mom calls to eat, firstly reduces food on their plate, while eating, tears come out and they rub so that no one knows. Goes to the washroom, cry as much they can, washes their face, and gets out. You look at your parents, their closed ones, and wonder how would they react, how much will they suffer, and again don’t take any steps. But sometimes you can’t pretend anything more, you feel so low, feel sorry for everything you going to do, hope gets to zero. Its when they think dying is better or easier than living. They want to end their every frustration, don’t want to go through this any longer, don’t like the way they are. One time, a few seconds and boom. They feel the few seconds before dying don’t suffocate them than dying every day.
“Tomorrow is a mystery.” We don’t know who can do this, anyone, who motivates others, who is your friend, around you. You may know or may not. Don’t go to their grave to say how much they mean to you or how much you miss them. Because that’s what they wanted to hear when they were alive. You can’t sympathize with someone after they die if you didn’t care when they were with you. Maybe, the dead people receive more flowers than the living because regret is stronger than the gratitude. Value every life, take care of your closed ones, try to understand them, maybe because of your small effort someone will not die.
Panauti
Female 19
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