You’ve had one, ergo you can empathize with the other. Let me explain how that works…
Being very sad is like falling into the shallow end of the pool. It sucks. It’s cold, it’s wet, it’s squishy, and you’re going to be bitchy about it for a while. You may have to toss your new shoes, and that will leave you frustrated and disappointed. Your phone is probably screwed, and it’s going to be pretty damn inconvenient until you can afford to replace it. But things will dry, you’ll get new shoes, and you’ll carry on.
Being depressed is like being locked in steerage on the Titanic. Continue reading “A Story of Depression and Drowning”