A week from today, when no one on the Internet would ask you to take care of yourselves and talk about your feelings, I want you to still do it.
A week from today, when no one will be posting stories asking you to reach out to them when you feel like you need a friend, I want you to still slide into their DMs.
A week from today, when no one is screaming at you, trying to tell you that you matter, I want you to close your eyes, inhale all that self doubt Cend exhale self affirmation.
A week from today, when something else has the country’s attention, I want you to work towards finally accepting that there is a possibility, as bleak as it may be, that you might be struggling with depression.
A week from today I want you to know that you can sit down for a bit, when life gets tiring.
A week from today, when #MentalHealtMatters is not trending, I want you to make sure you talk to that friend who hasn’t been responding.
A week from today, I want you to still talk about things you don’t want to be there for people who love you. Push yourself to do things you couldn’t bring yourself up to.
A week from today, I want you listen to their silent cries of help and just be there for your friend.
A week from today I want you to not forget how you feel right now, what you learnt today. I want you to listen and empathize. I want you pick up on their non verbal cues and not trivialize. Not everyone deals with things the way you would’ve, had you been in their position. Everyone is allowed to pick and choose their set emotions.
A week from today, I want you to do your research and learn the difference between a sad day and depression, between anxious and anxiety between paranoia and intuition.
A week from today I want you to actively stop yourself from making comments like “you’re so depressing.” I want you to learn the difference between a mood for the day and a disease.
A week from today, I want you to stand up to everyone who calls a suicide victim “weak”. I want you to remind them, that they were not there for them when they were reaching out for a hand to hold, a hug to dampen the misery. Ask them where were they when everything in the future looked bleak.
A week from today, I want you to let the world know that there are kinder people and better things.
Stick with me for a week, and we’ll try to make things better for the one that follows.
Stick with me because the universe is two exceptionally extraordinary beings short without you and me.
Now I can’t make a condescending promise that it’ll be all sunny and bright, but hey, I promise we gon’ tryyyy!