For a lucky some of us, depression is difficult to fathom as a potentially fatal affliction. For others is an omnipresent shadow, that is difficult to explain and impossible to share.
“For me, depression is kind of like the Jimi Hendrix experience without the Jimi Hendrix. It’s the big black hole at the end of the universe, and it’s sucking all the colour and majesty out of life like a late-night ShamWow commercial. All the happiness there ever was and all the joy that will ever be; all the smiles you ever saw and all the light you’ll ever see – flushed like a dead goldfish down a rusty drain pipe.”
Richard Parker writes with eloquence about depression from the inside.
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