A lot of times, when I go through depression, I pull away from the world. It is so easy to live in that dark place, a void where nothing matters and the world is miles away.

I used to spend a lot of time there. I loved it. I didn't want to be well and social and polite and nice.... F*** all of them.

But I realized that the dark place I was in was a creation of my own imprisonment. I started to enjoy the light, even for just a little while.

Now, after years and years of thrashing about with my illness, I live in the light and avoid the dark at all costs.

The light has much better things in store for you.