In March 2018, soon after I suspended my studies, I started this project as a space to reflect within and invited the world to join me in my walk with depression. It has been over a year since I have updated this blog. Though I am still not yet ready to share everything that has happened, for it is difficult to present stories which lack a satisfactory conclusion, a number of things have changed. Despite this, my year of 2018 consisted mostly of rest, reading, and recovery.
No one likes to show weakness: it is a sign of failure, a cause for shame. Or so we are told. With notions of independence and success drummed into our minds from a young age, it is often very difficult to admit, to others and to oneself, that life may not match up to the ideal picturesque scene. The rotting timbers are strategically plastered over. The polluted river is deemed unworthy of attention. The dark cloud is dismissed as a passing phase. And so the classic reply to "How are you?" prevails.