It is a haunting, unforgiving, intangible demon. It creeps into your mind and lays eggs in the synapses of your brain, for random electrical impulses to find. At a spark of what may have led to joy, the transmission is intercepted by the waiting, stalking thoughts. They reveal themselves at expected and unexpected times. As soon as the oceans of despair begin to swell, as soon as the eggs of the demon hatch, there is no stemming the flow of misery to come.
I have tried. I always try.
The demon Depression, will creep, haunt the shadows of one's mind. It strikes without mercy. It strikes with intent to ruin. And indeed it does destroy the brightest thoughts. It clouds out all logic, dulling the silver linings, and abolishes even desire to be content, let alone happy. An overpowering sadness overflows and invades every waking, sleeping thought. It will not go away if you ask it nicely. It will not leave when you demand. The demon Depression obeys its own desires, wills. And it wills misery on the unfortunate.
Eyan zu'e Losev, Losev al~eyan
"When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight." -Kahlil Gibran
Have you ever noticed the shuddered sobs of sorrow are so similar to broken breaths of laughter?
It is as though one is imprinted with the other.
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