This piece hits especially hard for me this week. You acknowledge such indescribable pain when you ask the questions here, and when you realize that it feels impossible to promise that it will get better. I also know firsthand how depression can take over every part of your life, that it feels like it takes over your personality too, that it becomes you. And we can have the best support and people believing in us, while not being able to believe in our ourselves. I love the emotion especially in the last few stanzas, that you will remind them as often as needed that the future is there, even if it seems too uncertain, too unknown. I really felt this.

Also, welcome back! It's wonderful to see you post on here, again. Sending lots of hugs.