I’ve been clinically diagnosed with depression since I was 8 years old.  22 years later and today is another one of those extreme lows.  The only thing clinging me onto this earth are my kids and soon to be nephew.  
I felt this feeling coming on about a week ago and I lament getting to this point.  I am not medicated nor do I want to be but when will this ever end.  I have a good life, yeah people go through shit you know? But like my life is good.  I have stable jobs, friends, kids, a roof over my head, which is more than most people have in other places in the world which is like so sad that I get to feel this way for relatively no reason.  It’s a dark, gloomy cloud that envelopes my whole body and just holds me there.  Internally, I’m screaming, crying but on the outside like most of us, I smile, I make people laugh, I comfort people and make them happy.  
I don’t know what I’m trying to say honestly I just need an outlet that people will listen and not judge per say.  Like I couldn’t care if people knew what was going on with me here but I don’t want them to worry for me if that makes any sense at all.  
Anyway, I’ll probably be posting on here often.  
Through and through, y’all stay golden and bright 🙏🏻