Many talk about overcoming the domination of Deprixity (depression and anxiety), yet not what it's like to triumph only to be trampled by his taloned feet. Those who attain victory after each fall can grow weary from what feels like battling a rapidly evolving virus; a storm which eventually collides like a tidal wave upon those lulls of contentment; an immortal hurricane that taunts individuals as it periodically brings them into its center of tranquility...only to slam its wall of ferocity upon them again. This experience is so exhausting that some are tempted to allow the Grim Reaper to carry them towards a freshly dug grave.
So some individuals become careful not to stray too far into the light again because it's a more horrifying experience to suddenly slip and plummet from such a great height than to remain in the canyon. Yet Deprexity can still dig a chasm underneath the feet of those who refuse to climb. So it's best to hope anyways. You see, Hope isn't an enemy but Surrender is.
You may be surprised that Deprixity, in itself, is not a villainous entity either. It is destructive to those whom indulge and refuse to fight (or don't have the support system to fight), the negative thoughts which arrive. Yet there's proof that Deprexity can be a source for creativity, empathy, and inspiration as well: think of Vincent Van Gough, Abe Lincoln, Princess Diana, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Sarah Silverman, Alicia Keys, etc. So those with Deprexity need to ever fight towards courting Hope when her absence is present while others need to assist in their quest if they are able.
We all have struggles and no matter what those are, we all have the ability to lift each other up with heartwarming words.
All of us need to remember that we are never alone, no matter what pain touches our hearts, what thoughts may pass through our souls, or the miles which may lie between us. All of us, no matter the quality of our mental health, have each other and that realization makes a world of difference.