Dear that person on Quora, who suffered from depression while studying abroad,

Are you still there — somewhere in the corner of this world?

I just wanted to tell you that I survived.

Sometimes it is hard to breathe,

My insides feel like a thousands rocks trying to crush me from within.

Still I breathe, through everything.



Though dormant, still water will always glitter.

Grasses will always dress in striking green.

The sky will always be painted with the bluest color.

Sunlight will always dance across your skin, and remind you of its existence

Beauty will always demand your attention.

It will always search for you,

Finding a way to say how much it wants you life.

In your heart, you know this is true.

You know the world needs you,

And you hope it still does.

Is this why you still answer its call with your aliveness?