For years, both my heart and mind have been at war, each speaking to me in different languages. And for years, I have been "suffering from depression". All the noise in me and the external noise have caused so much confusion (for the lack of a better word). I have journeyed to find my self, to understand my self. I grew up asking the same questions, Who am I! Why am I me? I would peer into the mirror and look deep into my eyes to see me.
Now while I am still "in depression, I understand and accept the conditions as part of life.