care and concern.

i accidentally came across a blog post from someone i don't know at all... and he/she's clinically depressed. it reminded me of the ... not so distant past...

if i had felt (more) care and concern from the people around me then, would i have recovered quicker?

but then again, was i even clinically depressed?

i was just drifting around.
living in self pity.
drowning in those painful memories.
hurting myself again and again to numb myself.

i wonder if people who know me now would believe i was once pessimistic and simply waiting for the end to come... hallucinating myself with slit wrists and fantasizing about the most painless way of dying...

thinking back to those days brings tears to my eyes.
why did i had to drop into that abyss?
there were so many people around me that were worried about me.
i had not noticed their presence at all.
i brushed off their concern.
i felt that no one could truly understand how i felt.

even now i feel the same way.
how could others feel the way you do if they had never experienced the exact same thing as you did?
but, their concern cannot be erased just because of this.

if i can, i would do all i can to help pull those who are struggling to get out of the abyss...
so that they would not have to endure the long hard years just like i did...

to the one that's struggling now...
i doubt you would be reading this,
but i want to let you know, you are never alone.
it is good that you are aware of your condition.
do not reject it.
do not reject yourself.
do not reject others as well.
go ask your family or friends for a hug.
open up and talk to people.
it is ok to feel negative now.
but never forget, good things will eventually happen.
that is, if you work hard and keep ur spirits up.
jiayous!

ok sorry i think i sounded as though i am preaching. hees.