This is why depression is so exhausting. You either:
a. Give in to the emotions and find yourself feeling like you’re trapped bring thrashed around underwater in rough seas, unable to breathe and hanging on to the hope that you wash up on a beach before you drown…
or
b. Expend all your energy trying to separate what is real, and what is true; because, in spite of the crushing emotional weight on your chest and the sense that absolutely everything is falling apart… your brain is lying to you.
The emotions are absolutely real…
…they’re just not true.