If anybody else was this mean to me, I would remove them from my life so fast..
When living with depression, every day is a struggle.
At that time, a year ago, my mind would relentlessly attack me, and I didn’t cope with it well. I had learned that distracting myself gave me a break, but I had yet to challenge the root problem.
So, I began arguing my thoughts. It was difficult, like training a muscle I had rarely used. I then learned to label the negativity as something other than myself— it was “the depression talking.”
And, luckily for me, creating that distance helped. A lot.
I wish I could get to that point too…