Depression is like a veil. It covers your exsistence. Sometimes the veil protects you from the world out there...sometimes the world out there is just too much. There are times you can only handle what is occurring in your own heart and if you see or hear anothers, it is the straw that breaks the camels back.
Depression is like the tide...moving in and out, but not predictable like the tide...coming unexpectedly. When you have learned to live with depression you know what you need to do under the veil. It is your own secret and you have the keys to lift the veil and feel the sun.
The worst thing is to reveal your veil to someone who has never worn one. They usually have perky ideas about what you need. The veil can protect you from them because there are time the veil is made of steel. Weaving a veil made up of tools and thoughts that can protect you in time of need is as important as a GPS when you are lost in the woods.
I like those veils that are so small that they can be hidden in your heart and whipped out in a moments notice...made up of fabric that is strong and can withstand the storm within and the storm without.
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