So today I woke up at 4pm and looked at my phone in hope that it wasn’t 5pm again. An hour earlier than the day before. An accomplishment in my eyes.

Sad thoughts kick in immediately. Another Saturday lost, another day wasted. A feeling of desperation to break out of this cycle suddenly hit me. A feeling which is far too familiar and has been for the last 9 months or so. I’ve been living in and out of this cycle for almost 11 months now.

"Why?" You’ll be asking at this point. "What’s going on?"

Well, the truth is… I’ve been suffering from depression. Yup- that big ugly word that people never seem to fully comprehend or know the existence of until it sneaks into their life and hits them with no warning.