Trigger warning: Themes of depression and suicide. Please be advised.
To the versions of me who want to disappear,
I’m sorry that you’re carrying a heavy cross silently for so many years. I’m proud of you for staying long enough for me to write this message. Please know that you don’t have to carry your burden alone, even if the demons say otherwise.
To the people who read silently,
I have been writing for so many years with a mask on, literally and figuratively. Knowing that my written pieces have been seen by more than one set of eyes gives me the fuel to keep on writing and fighting. Some of you even praise me, which means a lot to me. Thank you for reading.
To the future version of me,
I don’t know what the future holds. But if you’re reading this, that means we have surpassed many obstacles. Again. We fall, we stand, we fight, and the cycle goes on. As long as we keep on breathing, we can find the means to keep on writing and fighting.
Soldier on, Dewey.
Some messages are meant to be conveyed. Some messages are meant to motivate oneself quietly. The messages I shared represent the latter, and they brought me to this exact moment… when I’m having a bad day, and I need help.
Header image: Pixabay. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.
The Diary of The Deranged Writer 