I know that some of you who follow this blog suffer or had suffered from depression. Each day might have been dark but you survived to see tomorrow’s sunrise. Each day doing daily tasks was hard and telling you ‘you have no reason to be depressed’ was unwise. Each day your thoughts were telling you ‘I wanna end it all’ but know that this fandom needs you and like you are our ally we are your allies. Each day you hoped for a demise but each day I hoped for your rise. Your rise from all those dark years. Those years filled with pain and tears.  Those tears that heard no cheers. Those cheers that I will keep yelling with no fear. Like how it’s already December of this year. You just have a month left to win another war against depression. No matter the bruises, they will heal. No matter the tears, they will dry. No matter the dark thoughts, they will become part of past memories. No matter the hardships there will be aid and blessings and boon and prosperity and gain and contentment and delight and so on dear. You came a long way. I know you are blinded by depression to see positivity in your life but I will tell you: You came a looooong way and it’s too bad to give up now. So keep on fighting even if your senses are tied. You will set free one day. You will smile from the heart one day and you will be happy again. I believe in you and will stand by you. These are just words but take them like a hug. A hug I couldn’t give you because of distance. A distance that shouldn’t matter to tell you: “Happy December dear, you made it and you can make it again.”