Proud of You

So I was walking through the student center earlier this week and I saw this box that was for valentines where you just anonymously write who you love on a heart shaped piece of paper and stick it in. Later, when I was trying to do homework, I wished I'd put down "everyone fighting depression" on a heart and stuck it in the box. Because honestly, I have the utmost love and respect for everyone who goes through this. People with depression have no motivation to get out of bed in the morning but for the most part still manage to do it anyway. They go about their business-work, school, whatever-even though all they want to do is crawl into bed and never get out. Honestly, people with depression (or any debilitating mental illness, really) who still try to live are the strongest people out there. So if you're reading this, and you feel hopeless and like the waves are coming in over your head and you just can't do it anymore, know that you can. And I'm proud of you. I don't know if that will make any difference, but I thought you should know that I am. You are stronger than you feel. You will get through this if you don't give up. I know how easy it is to just give up, so the people who don't are seriously my heroes.