Depression, TF?

Depression is a normal occurence that happens to all of us every now and then. If you still attach stigma to depression: you’re a village boy/girl… I don’t know what else to tell you.

My own depression episodes are almost comical. I get so angry. I think to myself. TF? I’m too sexy for this sh***. Then I imagine ridiculous scenes, “what if the Mayor is looking for me? We did make eye contact at last event. Maybe today was the day he was going to finally agree to help me pilot the project I’ve been trying to pitch and then he can’t find me because what? I’m too sad to work. FUCK THAT. I gotta get it together.”

My recovery usually entails: (1) Sleep. (2)Comfort eating. We will consider dieting when we are better. Plus, honestly, minus the hype, what has skinny body ever brought you people? (3) Praying. Non-religious friends, think of prayer as intense meditation that helps you recalibrate and focus on love and butterflies. As for therapy? In the words of Vince Staples, “I’m too fiscally responsible to pay a therapist”. Western intangible medicine doesn’t work on me. I’ll be sitting there PISSED that you’re making a fortune off my misery. I’d rather pay a charlatant African preacher to come and entertain me with wild prophesies delivered in high pitched tone and theatrics and categorize this act in my brain as “me supporting a black business!”

All in All, God is fair. While some are prone to depression more than others, some are also prone to getting fat more than others. While some have mesmerizing beauty, others have captivating intellect. While some are lucky in love others have lots of money. You will tell me, what if I’m just bad luck from A to Z. Impossible. It is your perception of self that is erroneous. In my observation of society, the most unhappy persons are those that feel like eternal victims. The key to happiness is to just accept whatever your cross to bear is and keep it pushing. I wish you all, dearest readers, perfect peace that comes from above. One Love,