I remember when I was younger, I assumed that when one was depressed - it simply meant that, that person was sad. As I grew older, I realized that it was something more than being sad. I learned that being depressed meant something more. It didn't just mean that one was really sad, crying all the time, enveloped in problems - these are merely the outer layer that people see. What they don't see and realize is that it goes deep within a person. I'm sure you're asking - why? Why am I writing about this? Well, because it hit a nerve. I cannot explain it but I understand to some level why a person would think of suicide. I've had thoughts about it a couple of times in my lifetime. For sure you will label me as weak but I tell you - inner turmoil is different. Thoughts are ripping you apart! It may seem superficial to you, but I swear - its real and it is happening. I ask you NOT TO JUDGE people who are depressed. Do...
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