It takes 2 weeks of sadness to be clinically diagnosed but that's not how it should be.
Those little moments in time that your heart hurts so much and you can barley breath without crying.
People literally try to shove happiness down your throat and everyday you breathe with corrupted lungs never knowing when you can truly breathe again.
The next day could be better but that's not enough to be clinically diagnosed.
When your parents keep rambling on about how rebellious you are trying to be when your really just trying to fit in.
When you're at work and your boss tells you all of your mistakes and you just can't take it anymore.
Where's your diagnoses for that.
Well here is the cure. Appreciation.
Notice and appreciate accomplishments. Give them a reason to live, breath, love.
Give them meaning, give them life.
You may not think so but it will save their life.
It's been like 8 years since I had that job, but I still remember the feeling of being told all my mistakes. I hated it.
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