I was taking some flak a couple of months ago once again for somehow saying depression is good and a” wonderful thing to have” and that being happy is wrong. I don’t know where some people get this idea, I like to think I’m quite clear in that depression is awful and kills you, and if I could have those decades back without depression I would do it in an instant. So I decided to go back a little and talk about the day I made that decision and paint it in the absolute blackest terms.
This is how depression gives you false hope. You think you’re doing better because suddenly you have motivation and energy, but it’s because you’ve been tricked into thinking you’re recovering but you’re not. The end game of depression is death, and it has you marching towards its goal.
I still don’t think this comic is dark enough. I know I need to go further, because I still get these comments. This comic must be clear in its goal not to glorify depression but to make it under no uncertain terms terrifying to have.
You can read the comic here: http://www.depressioncomix.com/posts/304/