Sometimes you're curled up in corner, alone with your thoughts. Your thoughts are so deep that you end up drowning in them, wallowing in self pity, anger and hate... the world had turned their back on you, and your dreams, your aspirations seem like they're impossible to reach... so you're just there, in that cold dark corner of your mind, alone with your heavy thoughts.

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Depression is a homeless puppy roaming in the rain because nobody gives a damn about it. Depression is you feeling down on the cold brutal ground. Depression is you having your back against the wall. We all feel depressed at some point in our lives. But what do you do, when you're depressed?

So many people seek solace in so many things. They get drunk in wine, they get high on cigarettes and drugs so much that they feel numb to the realities of their life, earning a temporary freedom, joy, and happiness. But by the time the hangover wears off, they're back to where they were, feeling depressed again.
I remember walking in on my friend, she was holding a knife in the kitchen. It was gleaming in the tiny streams of light rays seeping through a crack in the window. She had the knife's edge pointing towards her like a compass, she was going to get away from everything. She said she had nothing to lose anymore, because of things I would rather prefer not to share just to respect her privacy.
But at the end of the day, the question is: what is the craziest thing you'd ever done, to escape depression?
Have you contemplated suicide before?

Do you think suicide is an escape?

Please share your thoughts.