Depression is not Lana Del Rey songs with tears streaming down your face. Its not a blood stained tub with blades all over the floor. Its not a boy rocking you back and forth as he whispers “I love you” a million times in your ear. Depression is disgusting. A low feeling. Not something that is beautiful and poetic. It is a dirty feeling. It is you sitting in a tub with scolding hot water trying to burn the feeling away. It is the stale smell of the clothes in your room because you have no energy to clean it. It is laying awake at night in your bed wishing that you could fall asleep trying to shut your eyes but you just can’t. The circles under your eyes that don’t fade. The fading of your skin and the paleness in your face. The sick feeling you have when you wake up in the morning. Its an unwanted feeling. Nobody deserves to have it.