It caught me off guard.<\/p>\n
The fist landed squarely between my eyes.<\/p>\n
I reeled from the shock of impact.<\/p>\n
It clobbered me senseless.<\/p>\n
I struggled to stay on my feet, barely standing.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Before I passed out, I saw it.<\/p>\n
The ugly, gloating, bloated, mean face of depression taunting me.<\/p>\n
I had lost to it again.<\/p>\n
Try as hard as I could; it defeated me.<\/p>\n
I couldn’t pry the cold, sharp, merciless claws of self-loath, heaviness, self-pity that were on top of me now.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
My whole being trembled, shook and ached.<\/p>\n
Help! I mouthed, no sound coming out.<\/p>\n
With the last dregs of strength, I had left, I yelled.<\/p>\n
I wobbled to my knees, weak, worn-out, wary.<\/p>\n
As long as I wasn’t laying down, I still had hope, I mumbled.<\/p>\n
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It caught me off guard. The fist landed squarely between my eyes. I reeled from the shock of impact. It clobbered me senseless. I struggled to stay on my feet, barely standing. Before I passed out, I saw it. The ugly, gloating, bloated, mean face of depression taunting me. I had lost to it … <\/p>\n