JellisOP

Sadness is a poison, one that saps away at your will to do anything but be sad, and it causes things from deep within yourself, the things you fear and hate the most, to appear at the foremost parts of your mind, in an attempt to paralyze you. Even the strongest among us are not free from it. All you can do is find a purpose, whether that be in a cause or a person, and cling to it, for only the strongest rope can pull you from the depths of the swamps of sorrow. As long as you have a reason to fight on, in true, pitiful, human nature, you will fight on, for the things that you care about most in this world.

(If anyone asks, yes, I am okay. It is 11:40 as I am typing this, and I reread the Hunger Games books, forgetting how depressing they actually were. I may or may not have cried at the end of book 3, because I personally relate to the grief shown. I just felt really inspired to write something that paralleled my state of mind. Thank you for baring my depressingly true words.)