Depression

Depression is nothing but an art of hating ourself and this art actually flourished from the point we start comparing ourself to our neighbourhood in terms of colour, body built, success, and more importantly in terms of quality of living and from this very point we constantly kept reducing our self esteem and a continual thought of our inability to achieve something that what other peoples in our surrounding achieved led us to a dark chamber of brain which just like the sun kept absorbing infinite amount of negative thoughts and kept rejecting the same amount of more negativity in return which further results in degradation of our own confidence, our own trust. And day by day, the coefficient of happiness falls far below from that of a normal human and our soul start decaying from this very day.

Depressed

If we realise all these things from begining, we can easily sail through the vast ocean of depression to a small island of hope. Which can certainly protect us from the high risen oceanic tides of negativity and even a small duration of time is enough to use and  make a way something that can let us float throughout the ocean in a favourable direction to a  fertile land Where we can feel more comfortable with our surrounding back.





                                                                                           (To be Continued...)

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