You and your friend Kyle kickbox together. You could say you only know each other from there. You've been kickboxing for 3 months and he and you were new, so it was normal that you were always together. But one day Kyle stopped coming. It's been a week now and it wasn't normal, somehow you just cared about him, so you're going to his house to find out what's going on.

Artist: Itooku.

Text that inspired me: Depression is not always noticeable, but it hurts like you are falling apart inside. It is strange how depression screams at us and hits us with unseen force, but its effect feels as real as any wound, it isolates you, it makes you feel out of place even when you are surrounded, by people, there is no easy comfort, people look at you, but don't see you, you talk, but they don't hear you, and in that void the words of others become distant as if the world goes on without you,

you become consumed in dark thoughts, that convince you that you are a burden, that no one really wants to be with you, then you move further away, you disconnect from everything, hoping that maybe if you disappear slowly no one will notice, and so it becomes a cycle that seems to have no end and where little by little you are turning off and no one else knows it but yourself...

It's kind of long, but it's okay. Likewise, if you ever go through or are going through something like this, asking for help doesn't make you weaker, it makes you human, and that's okay, nwn.