Depression is a powerful demon. It takes your happiness and slams it against your own brain and heart. Hope is hard to find, and the end of the constant drowning is unclear. Wanting to find the light is all you could ever aspire to have, but there are limited options on how to escape.

Imagine being stuck in a deep dark hole in the ground. There is no one around. Two options come to mind. Try to climb out yourself and yelling until someone helps you. The climbing can become tiring, almost reaching the top but always slipping at the last second before reaching the light and escaping the dark hole in which you reside. Yelling for help becomes tiring as well. You scream and yell and call, for help, hoping someone will save you. But there is no one around. No one else knows your situation and no one can put their hand down to you and lift you up. You're stuck, in which seems an endless hole, the light teasing you from above. Just as depression holds you back from reaching happiness again.

Depression makes it hard to communicate with anyone, ask for help, and function, much like the dark hole. Depression holds me back from new opportunites, and being happy again. It makes me afraid to talk about my problems and from being a happy positive person that has fun with friends. It makes it hard to reach out for help when needed, whether its from a teacher, parent, or friend.

One day I hope to recover and be happy. I want to be true and honest with my friends, and learn to be confident again. I will learn to climb out of my dark hole.