Suffering in Silence

So I am not really in the mood to write. But I will still write.

I will write about how acting like you're not ill helps.

My mother told me this once before. She told me to act, think, and speak like I am okay. Well, those are not her exact words. But I fathom that that is what she meant.

At that time, I did not take it well. But now, I think, it is making sense.

Yes I am diagnosed with clinical depression. But nobody has to suffer because I am suffering from this. If I am not feeling good, no one needs to know and be affected. Of course, seeking help will surely help. But it is NOT ALL the time that we should seek help. There are moments that I am sure, we can pretty well handle our moods and feelings.

I think, in a way, this kind of attitude towards our illness is somehow being a Christian, a follower of Jesus. It is suffering in silence. And maybe, offering that silent suffering to cure someone else, to save those souls that need to be saved will make our illness make sense, serve a purpose.