Depression: You are NOT alone !

To bring awareness to this subject, but especially for all you dear beautiful souls who are feeling depressed, I’ve created this compilation. To remind you, you are not alone. Depending on the level of the depression you are going through, there are various ways to climb out of the dark valley, within you find yourself captured.

This poem my dear friend Manuel and I created last year (2016), we both know the feeling everything seems senseless very well and how important it can be to go forward second by second, minute by minute, step by step:


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The incapacity to continue living was growing

The WILL to continue the never-ending battle was slowing.

The gloomy haze was clouding my judgment

I felt ready to face my final judgment.

The thought was getting stronger

I couldn’t stop the urge any longer.

Looking down at the people below

No longer grasping their flow

On top of this roof I felt so cold

An emptiness nobody told

Could ever overwhelm

My core, my soul

Lost without a goal

ready to leave the realm

Complex questions started to possess my understanding

Looking down on them, I didn’t understand

“Why I feel this way and they did not?

Why are my thoughts and emotions full of knots?

Do they feel like I do now?

Do they have the courage to end it all, like I?”

So now I cry.

Through my tears the crowd became undefinable

The pain, the loneness undeniable

“Is it courage to end it all?

Will I feel enlightened during my fall?”

The sun and moon exchanged light

Surrounded by darkness and silence

My Inner-Child screaming to fight

“Bravery comes with reliance!”

Dare I to trust?

“Come to us, in here you will no longer crawl.”

The torment of their offerings were tempting my soul

I was getting determined to jump.

“Wait,” a soft childish voice said

“I hurt too, but I endure.”

I looked everywhere, but nobody was there

I realized the voice was coming from within.

My skin tingled, my feet started to move away

Away from the edge of the roof

still yearning for proof

I could hear my heart beating

“Was my Inner-Child cheating?

Should I come back another day?”

Moonlight fading, the soft voice became stronger

With the rising of the sun the desire no longer

to end it all, my soul hurting still

hope aroused slightly, so I WILL

again try to fight

At least until

the next night


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Emotionsoflife  &  Mimosa Pudcia


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This video David created at my request: A very inspirational man, who happens to be autistic and went to a period of Depression himself. He shares very openly his feelings during those dark weeks and gives you valuable tips:

Original posted HERE

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One of the advises given by professionals, but also by people who’ve got out of that dark place; is to exercise. Start with a 5-minute-walk outside and think of this quote:

“If one dream should fall and break into a thousand pieces, never be afraid to pick one of those pieces up and begin again”.
Flavia Weedn

When you are ready to exercise some more, David of Chape , is a professional personal trainer, who has online personal training courses, shares motivating quotes and work-out videos.

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For Pax et Dolor Magazine I wrote an article on Depression, in the hope it will inspire you to connect with just anyone and share your feelings:

The sun and moon switch in the sky, every morning, every night. You, however, don’t want to get up, or you stare at the ceiling unable to fall asleep. The weather girl telling you another day without the sun is ahead of you, or you long for a long cold winter to numb your feelings. The love of your life no longer feels the same way about you. You got fired, you lost your house. Maybe, your physical health prohibits you from following your dreams. So many reasons why a person can get depressed.

Are you really depressed?

Every now and then, you feel down, don’t want to get up, or you get moody watching the weather girl, that doesn’t automatically mean you are depressed. Every human being has his/her ‘bad days’. I call that being depri, it is a Dutch abbreviation from depressie (depression). Taking a sick day, watching a movie and eating your favorite snacks, will make you feel better.

Do you feel gloomy every day, see only dark colors in your future? Feel like sleeping all day long, or aren’t able to sleep at all? Feel the need to eat constantly, or don’t have any desire to eat? Thoughts like “Why even bother, I will never feel happiness again” and maybe even “I just want to die?”

When you recognize all described feelings and situations and if they are applicable to you (almost) every day and for longer than two weeks in a row … Depression could be the reason why you feel stuck. Stuck in those painful emotions and thoughts. Overwhelmed by feelings of being alone and nobody understanding you.

You know you are depressed for sure?

Let me tell you… No… Let me reassure you: you are not the only one! I am a person who has to be aware of not becoming overwhelmed with sad and negative thoughts about the world around me and about myself. It took me a while to accept, that not everyone will understand me, or get what is important to me. That isn’t easy and feeling alone, in this world full of beautiful souls, well…that happens to me too.

If you become depressed once, you most likely will have to deal with depression throughout your life.

Now, that isn’t very hopeful, is it? That is why I wanted to write this article. To let you know, there IS hope. There really is!

Sure, you should go to a doctor, psychologist, therapist and if you google, you will find all the necessary information you need to educate yourself about this mental condition and where you can find the support you need. Did you know, for instance, food is also a big influence on how you feel? You don’t need to become the next famous bodybuilder; however, exercise can be helpful too. But…

Taking that first step, the first step back up that negative spiral, it will be tough. Reaching out to another person, ignoring those feelings of shame or being unworthy might seem impossible. You probably don’t even trust yourself anymore, and now I tell you to trust another soul?

Yes, I do. Because you know what? You have nothing left to lose…

Right?

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Are you ready to take the first step?

More information about Depression you can find here: WebMD
Need to talk to someone ASAP? Visit this site: 7 Cups of Tea
Just in need of an listening ear, but not that urgent?: Connect with me 

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Remember: YOU ARE NOT ALONE !!!

The Strix – Hope

Here’s to those who live by in this world one day at a time doing what the world asks of
them. Who turned a struggle into an addiction and desire into compulsion. Those who
spend every night on their bed, mind drowned in thoughts, heart unwanting to beat. . .
You hold onto your wait for better days to come, and tell yourself that they won’t.
You hope. . .

Hope

Art by Alpe John

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Hope Is…

…not a heart in a tree…
not loftily floating out of reach
not sitting on a gilded throne
not residing in some mystical realm

It is not guarded by angels high
glittered by faerie dust
or plucked from a flower garden
planted by seeds of heart hardened

An illusion…this word, these letters four
cannot be grasped by hands rich or poor
it is not attainable by prayers
it will not bow on command

It is not tangible or visible
it dances to no one’s tune
you cannot buy it with money
it does not arrive gift-wrapped

Hope is…

when you are beaten down
when the smile is replaced by a frown
when you are on your bruised knees
and you decide to stand on sore feet

It is the moment you want to give in…but don’t
it is when your heart feels like breaking
yet you break it open wide, again and again
daring to love despite the risk present

It is when you wake up in the morning
when you didn’t want to…and rise
It is when you refuse to succumb
to the pounding of the dark tides

Hope is composed of the moments you decide
to continue your path despite all there is to spite
it’s knowing that there is always light, your light,
even in the darkest of night

Hope is stained, dirty, tattered,
it is born from the ashes of the phoenix

You are
that phoenix…

and,

Hope
is you.

~ Emily Clapper from PoetGirlEm

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Bathed in soft lilacs, blues,
Filtering hues of colour through,
A veil of white while the outcomes wait,
Are they reflected in the colours,
You see from where you lay?
Will you stay here longer?
Will you wait another day?
The eye of heaven watches,
Blazing hot under its gaze,
Your patience sizzles and,
Your courage boils, still,
Boils again, as you stay in the shadow,
Though the sun shines high,
Over your skin where you lay,
Will you stay here longer?
Will you wait another day?
A fleeting dart of dark flies,
Once, twice, over your head,
Free to roam free of charge,
Its flight light from all the,
Things that it doesn’t carry,
And all you do is watch from where you lay,
Will you stay here longer?
Will you wait another day?
In hope that tomorrow,
Would bring new colour,
Or in hope that tonight,
Would bring new change?
Your eyes search the sky,
Where the sun starts to melt,
In hope of finding answers,
In hope of being felt,
While you mind mingles with thoughts,
Your heart whispers you this:
Don’t stay here longer,
Don’t wait another day.

~ Michelle Joseph from PsychedelicBay

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Hope is courage. Hope is the strength. Being like the last piece of breath, the last drop of water,
the last breath you take, hope requires courage to live on the last of everything you have. Hope
is that faint, vague presence of light in complete darkness.

I believed and then I did not, I trusted, and then I did not. But hope remained, in hiding,
camouflaged with the thousands thoughts running. Hope always stays. Like that good friend
who shall never leave your side. Hope is always there, all you
have to do is find yours! All you have to do
is to hope for the light to arrive, in time.

~ Kashaf Shaikh from AWordWarriorsBlog

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You look at night to the sky above and only see darkness.
Your head filled with noise.
Why even breathe.
It is so easy to get lost, losing yourself in the world we live in today.
It’s so easy to surrender to desperation.
Disappearing in the darkness.

The world has changed.

Give way to someone with less errands at the supermarket? Unthinkable: you’ve been waiting
yourself for two minutes. Once, it was natural to talk to your lonely elderly neighbor, now you act
as if you didn’t see her. So busy with self-imposed duties. Worry about what is happening
around the globe? No way, enough burdens on your own plate.

The world has changed.

We take less and less time for each other. We rather assume the worst about a person, instead
of taking the time to find out the reason why someone does, what he/she does. Chopping each
other’s heads, bombing one another, since trying to understand each other’s ancient culture,
values, opinions, feelings seems to be too difficult.

The world has changed.

Embrace the beauty of darkness.
Hear the whispering of life.
Breathe.
You’re not alone, more beautiful souls in the world, waiting to be found.
Cry, hurt, scream, fear, smile, laugh, dance, care.
Step into the circle of life.

HOPE

 ~ Patty from Kruidje-roer-me-niet

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His name was Afzal, no more than seven,
A child innocent, a victim of war,
Just a few days back, I had met him,
While, covering the bombings in Afghanistan,
The sight of the blasts horrendous & scary,
With lifeless bodies, ripped off flesh,
A few of them who survived the blasts,
Ran, for a little mercy in horror,
Broken houses screamed in silence,
Small children wounded and bleeding,
Cried in the streets unattended,
There I had seen this boy with courage,
Holding a white flag in his hands,
Sitting by the side of his lifeless father,
Surprisingly, I saw no tears in his eyes,
I moved closer to hear his whispers,
“Father, your son is strong to shed no tears,
To change things for better, I am going out there,
Holding a flag of peace in my hand,
Every beat of my heart, beating in hope,
Determined to melt the hearts of those demons,
How I hope to turn them to humans,
I remember your words, they echo in my mind,
The day will come, there shall be peace,
No more pain, no one will die anymore,
No sight of bloody bodies on the roads,
Holding my flag so white and flawless,
I shall march, I shall not give up,
My hope persistent to conquer the inhuman,
For I shall not let my children to witness,
A world so wounded, chained by terrorism.”

~ Zigyasa Kakkar from Mysestina

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“Hope is a thin line between holding on and giving up. It will never turn real unless one
acts and wills.”

~  Cezane

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