But there's still feeling inside you.
Do anything you can in the seconds you have to scrabble at the surface of life. Let your depression spill out onto a page, and draw from it. That is spiritual in and of itself! There is raw power in the depths of your emotions. There has to be--how else could you feel so utterly low?
This doesn't resemble my depression in any way. There is no feeling low- there is simply no feeling. I am numb to the world, I do not react to stimulus, good or bad. My depression is like a thick sludge- it weighs me down and contaminates everything I touch. I stop living and simply exist, eating when reminded, moving when pushed.
Living in perpetual inertia is not good for anything that needs to grow, so I don't see any way that my depression has aided my path.
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