"Hope is a four-letter-word just as much as it is a life preserver. Depression, for me, was and is a damning spiral of guilt, regret, and feeling unworthy of being loved. It is a disease. A disease with treatments, with cures, with happy endings. It doesn’t discriminate. It’s an invisible anguish that too many people are fighting in silence, in seclusion. Too many loved ones are losing that fight.
To those of you whom any part of this rings true, a silver lining: Because of this you will be able to more deeply connect with those around you who are suffering. You have been given the opportunity to become a beacon, an anchor. Hitting rock bottom makes you more fearless. You’ve seen the worst. You’re still here. Be there for someone else in that time.
And I know how it feels to hear these things and to not care, to have them make you angrier and sadder. They can make the future fade even faster, cast the past in a brighter light, throw the disparity of dream and reality into sharper contrast.
You may not believe me now, but it does get better. There are times, family, friends, patients, inventions, adventures, lovers, places, siblings, people worth living for. You are worth living for. Thank you for being you.
Please keep living."
- Karlie Haug, M4, The University of Michigan Medical School