I was talking to a friend today about depression. We were discussing the importance of making the people around us happy. If I'm happy my family and friends are happy. It was the first time I actually said
"I had to humble myself and take prozac...didn't do it for myself, did it for the people around me because I love them and want them to be happy"
I had the realization that if I was alone in this situation I would probably be completely content being miserable, depressed and feeling utterly sorry for myself. But then again, who really knows what life for me would be like without my peeps.
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