“Depression isn’t a sign that you’re weak. It’s a signal that something inside you longs to be heard.”
Let’s get something straight.
Depression is not laziness.
It is not selfishness.
It is not a lack of gratitude or strength or effort.
It’s not something you can fix by smiling more. It’s not a mood you can snap out of. And it’s not proof that you’ve done life wrong.
Depression is a voice beneath the surface — not one that wants to destroy you, but one that’s been asking you to stop. To pause. To feel. To listen.
It’s the part of you that has carried too much, too long, without room to exhale. The part of you that tried to be everything for everyone and forgot it was allowed to be soft, too.
Sometimes, depression is a body saying: *I can’t keep pretending this is fine.*
Sometimes, it’s a soul that’s exhausted from the masks it had to wear.
And sometimes, it’s your truth trying to speak — in the only way it knows how.
You are not broken. You are responding.
You don’t need to keep proving your pain is real. It is.
You don’t need to keep apologizing for your heaviness. You’re allowed to feel it.
So today, drop the shame. Drop the lies.
Let this be the day you stop defining yourself by your darkness — and start listening to what that darkness might be trying to tell you.
Sit quietly and place one hand on your stomach. With each breath, repeat: “This is not my fault.” Repeat it as long as it takes to feel true — or at least possible.
Write a list of five things depression has made you believe about yourself. Next to each one, write: 'This is a story. It’s not the truth.'
Jordan T. “I spent so long thinking my sadness meant something was wrong with me. Just reading that it might be something trying to protect me — that changed everything.”
What you feel is not who you are.