reblogging because people need to see this.

Reblogging because GPOY.

Been dealing with this sort of thing for the past… Eight months? First time I ever got honest-to-god depression, as opposed to “just” being depressed.

Depression is far from the worst thing in the world. Yet, while you’re in a downswing, you can’t help but be convinced that it is, despite all insurmountable evidence to the contrary. That’s the shitty thing about it, which just makes you feel worse.

Or maybe that’s just me. I don’t know. Depression is balls, man.

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I was diagnosed with clinical depression when I was 14, and while I’ve made drastic improvements to my overall mood/outlook, every once in a while it’ll still creep back around. It really, really irritates me when people just sort of ignorantly dismiss depression as if it’s not all that serious or a big deal or just a way of pandering for attention. Some of my family members used to pull this shit with me (sometimes still do), and it really didn’t make me feel better.

Also the “You just need to get laid!” excuse drives me up the god damn wall, too. SEX IS NOT THE ANSWER TO EVERYTHING ASDFJKSLdSDFLSGSF;

I’ve heard every single answer in this comic strip. Even the “Just go get laid!” one (although that was mostly me telling myself that in my teenage years)

But yes. I wish people were more understanding of people with depression, but a lot of it is people trying to care and not knowing how to react. (Although honestly, I always give people the benefit of a doubt when they’re really being a douchebag. Because unfortunately I am probably the most gullible person ever.)