As a person who struggles with depression, this is a thought that goes through my mind almost daily. To leave, or to stay. It’s like a cycle that never ceases. And it gets difficult at times, believe me, it does. There have been moments where I locked myself up in my room, and stayed there until it’s eventual passing. And there are moments where I absolutely fall in love with every single aspect of this beautiful life. Those moments are the moments I wait for, those moments are the moments I ache for. Those moments keep me alive and hopeful, and help me appreciate the little things. We all have those moments, and it’s worth it to strive on and keep on experiencing them.🙏🏽