When I said that you are not alone, I meant it. The pitch on which we play this game of depression is filled with people, each with their own eclectic playlist. In the stands are our fans, cheering for us to win. They play their music as well, hoping that a note will resonate in our souls and help us realize that we are loved, that we are not alone.
The point is this, our choices are extremely important. What we do, what we listen to, what we say to ourselves, and what we absorb from the world and the people in it can be a weapon that we forge to use against our depression. Or, it can merge with our nemesis (depression) and be used against us. But, we have the choice. Your boss says "You failed, you screwed up and your off the assignment" We can choose to ask how we failed and how to rectify what we did, or let the melancholic track "You're a failure and you always will be" trap us in loop of despondency and self loathing.
Choice. What's your soundtrack? Perhaps it's a log of all the mistakes you've made this past year. That is my demon that afflicts me day after day. I can choose to rebuke this demon of remembrance or allow it to influence my inspiring playlist that I had set for the day. Choice.
We can believe that we are terrible people and a burden, that we are not worthy of love and friendship, and that the world hates us and there is naught to live for. But, that is a lie woven by the father of lies. We are worthy. You reading this are worthy. You are loved and cherished more than you know. I am loved. I am cherished. Those words are difficult to accept. I know. You and I are not terrible people and we can succeed. You and I are not a burden but beautiful human beings.
Let us be mindful of the soundtrack we allow to be played. Merry Christmas. Be blessed for God loves us.
It's time to let you go...there's nothing left to say...now it's time to turn and walk from what's left of me and you. ~3 Doors Down