I may be happier as a person on the outside, but I realize now that I am still vulnerable on the inside. It’s strange how a simple situation can erupt into a total mess. One thing is said, and the next thing I know I am doing something that I now regret.
Fact is, others who haven’t suffered from depression have no clue what it’s like when sadness consumes your life. Poking fun at my depression is an uncool move on so many levels. Calling it a cheap shot would be more of an understatement, in fact. Depression affects so many people throughout the world that it’s insulting when others ridicule the ailment like it’s something funny. No one should be laughing. It’s a serious, legitimate illness.
Yeah, I may have snapped back and did something stupid out of retaliation after someone went too far. The vengeful side of me loves what I have done, but the sympathetic side feels awful. I guess it’s good that I still have a conscience to remind me that doing bad actions is not the right thing to do to someone else, whether they deserve it or not.
I wish people had more empathy for one another in general, so these kind of situations would never happen at all.