9th September 2013

Everyone has a different idea of being depressed, and here is mine; it feels as if I'm in a wide ocean, never being able to reach the shore. Deep waves of despair push over me and pull me under, but never quite enough to pull me deep enough down to drown and get this depression and life over with. Any time I manage to resurface, another wave comes across and drowns me into the water that I greatly struggle to survive from, but again never enough for me to have my life at an end.

I do not feel as if I am at a big risk of suicide, however the risk is there.