Now, before we take a deep dive into this topic I must say that this might be seen as a little controversial to some. A lot of people I know struggle with this mental ailment, and whenever I tell them what I'm about to tell you, it makes them upset. Although this is so, I'm going to continue writing anyways. After all, I only like considering how something makes people feel, but I hate actively doing something to help change it. I am number one in both my eyes, and God's eyes, but that's not important right now.

I've been depressed for around the past year of my life. It was at it's peak during the second semester of my Freshman year. I was in classes I didn't want to be in, I was distant to my friends, and I ate so much! I never actually saw someone to talk about all this to, but one time my friend Sara, who is a psych major, said, "Damn, you seem depressed." Which is basically a professional opinion, so you can shut up if you think otherwise.

I had shut myself in, I stayed in bed for the entire day, and only got up when I had to shit or make more Top Ramen. I kept the blinds to my room closed, I let the place get dirty, and I'm pretty sure I became friends with a ghost or something. I don't know! It was a dark time! And just when I was about to binge watch another season of "The Office," a show I didn't really like but only watched it to seem interesting, I did the unimaginable: I went outside.

I had ran out of Ramen after eating 6 packets a day for a week, and I needed to go to the local Wal-Mart to pick some more up. But little did I know that this trip to Wally World will be what got me out of my depressive funk, for good! Because as soon as I stepped outside, saw the sun disappear behind the skyscrapers, heard the bird chirps, and caught a whiff of my aggressive swamp ass, it was like magic. My depression just when *poof* and disappeared out of thin air, it was like magic! Wait, did I already use that analogy? Dammit, set personal reminder to get rid of the first one. What? Why is all of this typing? Talk to text sucks, how do I delete this?

So that's it, if you ever feel like you aren't good enough, go outside. If you ever feel like killing yourself, just go outside. If you want to feel renewed, just go outside. It worked for me, it'll work for you. And if it doesn't work for you, I'm sorry, you're just a freak, and maybe the world would be better off without you. It'll make room for more perfect me's to inhabit this Earth.