Where am I?

Here I am ... Standing on the edge of a cliff, looking at everything. In my chest, I can't feel anything … No passion, no pain, no love. My life is empty of everything. I have no one to love, no one to hate, I'm all alone but not really.

I'm looking down, and see all those tiny dots moving everywhere. The same dots that used to tore me apart when I was down there with them. The same that destroyed everything I had and because of who I can't feel anything anymore in my broken heart. The one who made me meet my new friend, the only one who is always with me, whispering in my ears.

Who is she? I don't really know. How is she? Invisible. What is her name? It's a secret. That's how I can describe my one and only friend. I don't see her but I can hear her clearly and sense her every hours of the day. By the way she is the one who proposed me to come on this cliff on this very day …

What day will you ask, right? The day I lost everything. The one when “He” left me, when they insulted me and criticized me. The one when everyone could see the hidden parts of me, the one that were just meant for “Him”.

Few days after this incident I finally met my new friend. Since then she is always by my side, never letting me alone. She is attached to me like I am to her, isolating me in her arms. She is here, she is there, she is everywhere I go, I can't get rid of her.

She said that she would help me to get rid of all the pain I had suffered and that she will make me feel at peace that's why she took me on top of here. “The view is amazing” she said and honestly it is breathtaking . I never imagined that there was something like this in this rotten world … She also said that it was a good place to feel light and to find the peace I was seeking for so long. She said that it will be the best decision I made.

So here I am … On the edge of this cliff, with my invisible friend who whispers in my ears “do it, you can make it, you will feel better after this”. This friend was with me for about a year now so I think I can trust her now.

I make on step, then two, then three … Now I”m on the border of the cliff, I turn my back to the beautiful scenery in front of me and smile to my friend. As I let myself fall, I can sense a tear rolling down my cheek in the fall. She was right, it was the best thing to do, I finally can feel fear, sadness, pain and love.

Who still want to know the name of my friend? I can tell you now. Her name is well known, I'm sure you saw her at least once in your life or that you know someone who met her. Her name is simple. Her name is “Depression”.