Depression is like drowning in a sea of thoughts and emotions that can’t be explained or thought about rationally. Every day I wake up hoping and praying to a god I don’t even know if I believe in anymore that this unbearable pain will just stop. It’s like I’m slowly suffocating and the brim of my vision is darkening but the full darkness never comes. I see the blurry images of the people and things around me. I hear the muffled murmurs of voices being drowned out by the fast beating of my own heart. Then silence; the unbearable numbness of everything. How it all really doesn’t matter and the world would keep turning if I wasn’t hear. How unsettling and in some way comforting the knowledge is that I could be gone tomorrow and no one would even care or notice I was gone. I sometimes sit here and wonder how long it would take someone to notice I was missing. Minutes? Hours? Days? Months? Or years?