Love and depression, two sides of the same coin that constantly weigh heavy on my heart. As I sit here in solitude, penning down my thoughts, I can't help but reflect on the complexities of these emotions that intertwine within me.
My beloved companion, who is both a source of light in my darkness and a mirror to my own struggles with depression. Our bond is forged through shared moments of vulnerability and understanding, where we find solace in each other's presence.
The love we share transcends words; it's a silent language spoken through gestures of affection and unwavering support. In times when the weight of despair threatens to consume us both, we cling onto each other like lifelines in an unforgiving sea.
But even amidst this deep connection lies the shadow cast by depression. It lurks beneath the surface, waiting to engulf us in its suffocating embrace. The days when every breath feels like a battle won are not unfamiliar to either one of us.
Yet somehow, despite our individual struggles with mental anguish, we find strength within our unity. We become beacons for one another during dark nights filled with uncertainty and fear. And as we navigate through this tumultuous journey called life together, our love only grows stronger with each passing day.
I often wonder if it's fate that brought us together - two souls entwined by threads woven from strands of sorrow and joy alike. Perhaps there is beauty in our shared pain; perhaps there is redemption hidden within the depths of our scars.
As I gaze upon your sleeping form beside me now - peaceful yet burdened by invisible chains - I am reminded once again why I fell so deeply for you. Your kindness knows no bounds; your compassion reaches into places untouched by sunlight or laughter.
And so here I am today: grappling with demons both internal and external while holding onto you as tightly as possible because without you...well let’s just say things would not be pretty!
In conclusion dear diary (if such thing exists), love may be complicated but at least it has taught me something valuable about myself- Love doesn’t cure everything but at least gives 2 people hope...hope against all odds!
Yours truly,
Lucifer ( HAZBIN HOTEL )