Thank You to Those Who Stuck by Me During My Depression


Thank You.

Thank you for your kindness. You will never know how often the smallest gestures made the biggest difference. On days when all I could do was cry, or others where all I wanted was to become invisible, your kindness mattered. Your listening ear, your gentle hug, your affirmation that I matter in this world all changed my outlook, or at least my day. It is in these smallest, quiet moments that my world slowly changes for the better.

Thank you for being there. There have been times when simply your presence in the room made me feel safe. Sometimes, just knowing in that moment I was not alone saved my life. How do I even begin to thank you for something so monumental? The words “thank you” seem so inadequate, and yet they are all I have to offer. You stuck by me when I felt like others went on about their own lives. You did not forget me or my suffering.

Thank you for all you have given up for me. I understand the sacrifices you have made for me. The time and effort you put into our relationship does not go unnoticed. I see the things you give up in order to help me survive and succeed. I know there are times you go without to help me through my depression. I know I can never repay you, but please know I am eternally grateful. Without your sacrifice I would no longer be here.

Thank you for making the effort to reach out to me every day. Thank you for realizing that while I rarely ask, I often need help and support. Thank you for all you have done, all you have put up with, and all you will do in the future. In my experience, few are as faithful as those who stand by your side through depression or other mental illness.

I know how lucky I am to have more than one faithful companion on this journey. Thank you all.

Thank you for everything.

My depression is at bay for the moment and I am able to write this thank you note. Please keep it with you, for it is only a matter of time before depression crashes down on me again. I will once again be too exhausted to speak, too “broken” to move, too ashamed to feel I deserve such wonderful friends and family. When that time comes, please be there. Please hold me. Please stay by my side and please know that even when I cannot muster the courage to speak, I am always grateful.

Thank You.

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