So you know how there’s kind of a global perspective on depression? And sometimes it’s full of shitty simplifications like depressives are lazy, dumb, and exceptionally good looking? That last one might be wishful thinking.

Fuck the world. What does it fucking know anyway? All the science? Some tai chi? How to make a ceramic bowl? Yeah well, none of that matters as much when you’re depressed since the top priority is typically figuring out your depression which, happily, you are the expert on. Or gloomily as the case may be.

If you are trying to figure out how to cope with your life, and manage your mind, that’s really quite enough without letting in the world’s bullshit. Other people’s perspectives on what’s wrong can certainly be useful. Or they can certainly be incredibly, annoyingly not useful. Still, the perspective that matters is yours.

And depression can be convenient in that facilitates personal growth. When you are miserable and can only see the things about you that suck, that means you have an excellent opportunity to work on that shit and make it suck slightly less. Then you can become more awesome which will be better for you, and convince those judgmental assholes that depression makes you way cool. And good looking.

It really shouldn’t be about other people though. Because your life is about you. And your growth and your happiness or lack thereof should also be about you. And when people insert themselves into your head with their criticism and their unsought advice, they do you no favors and you can call them out on that.

So go ahead and block out the world. Take the time you need to examine yourself and your issues without everybody else getting up in your shit. And someday when you’ve got your head figured out, maybe you can choose to let some people back in. It’s your space. Figure out how you want to rent it out.