Sylvie wishes the anti-depressants had been around when she was in her early twenties, not only to rescue her from the dark tunnels that came when her brother first got sick, but also to keep her from fucking all those assholes.

Francesca Lia Block
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The truth about depression, especially for those who are not familiar with the disease, is that it can be a very isolating experience. Very few people understand what it is like to be depressed. Some people feel they are the only person ever to feel this way. Others are too scared to seek help for fear of being labeled as weak or pathetic.

That's why so many of us tend to blame ourselves for our condition. We think we are alone in feeling this way, but the truth is that millions of people are currently fighting depression every day. The more we accept that depression is an illness that affects many people, the more likely we are to seek treatment for our own condition.

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