When You Love Someone with Depression

Twenty-Somethings

You are driving on a country road. The dust is kicking up around you. The sunset is ahead of you. But the road extends for miles. Your hair is pulled back in a sloppy bun. Cold tears are dripping from the corners of your eyes, down your cheeks, and even to your chest. Sadness covers you like a winter coat that’s two sizes too big and soaking wet, dragging on the ground. You’ve been driving for miles without a destination. You see the person you love like this dirt road extended out in front of you, no map, no way of knowing where to go or how far you’ve gone.

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