a sad post of sorts.
so just now i was in the lounge doing ochem homework (and kicking ass at it), when some girl ran in through the lounge to the balcony. she must have been out there for at least 5 minutes, and it was pretty damn obvious she was crying. she then left, and then in a few minutes she came back in and went straight to the balcony, but this time with her phone. i then overheard the saddest conversation i have heard in recent memory. apparently one of her best friends died today, and oh man was this girl crying. not the light kind of crying but the heaving sob-type crying. and then i guess she went to the campus-sponsered free depression screenings a few days ago and whoever evaluated her told her she needed counseling. this girl can't come to terms with it and she's so deathly afraid of telling anyone for fear of them making fun of her. at this point, i quietly packed up my things and left, so i wouldn't hear more, and she wouldn't have to see me afterwards knowing that i overheard everything. i was extremely tempted to leave a note saying things like 'depression is not the plague' or 'if you need to talk come to room 1204', but i just couldn't bring meself to.
i just wish people wouldn't be so ashamed of depression. it's a naturally occuring ailment, and its not the end of the world as we know it.
even though she lives on my hall i still have no idea who she is. but she totally made me feel better about my situation.
because really, being overwhelmed with homework can't be as bad as that.
(the end.)
i just wish people wouldn't be so ashamed of depression. it's a naturally occuring ailment, and its not the end of the world as we know it.
even though she lives on my hall i still have no idea who she is. but she totally made me feel better about my situation.
because really, being overwhelmed with homework can't be as bad as that.
(the end.)