Woke up to a shadow sitting beside me. Startled that it might be a dream, I rubbed my eyes to see if anyone was around. Noone except me and the shadow...wait, it was not anyone else's, it was my shadow sitting with his knees folded bending towards me.
"Hey, I am back." he uttered his first words.
"Who are you?" I questioned back.
"Come on, you should know me by now."
I stared back and said "You look like me but how can that be possible?"
He laughed and said, "But I visit you every now and then...you spend days with me and now you say you don't know me"
I spurted back, "When did you visit me last ?"
He said, "July last year, the year previous it was December and May. First time it was two years back around this time"
I tried refreshing my memory to recall all these periods and replied back, "Not possible..all these periods, I had withdrawn myself. I didn't meet anyone, I didn't want to meet anyone."
He smiled at me and said nothing.
I asked him angrily, "Tell me who are you?"
He smiled again and said "Depression"
**Depression is difficult and recurring. Stop judging someone who's suffering from it.**
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