You shattered the door to my brain and came rushing in. You tried to take everything from me and call it yours. And I have to admit, you almost got away with it.

But you forgot something. You forgot about all of the people who love me. You forgot that LB and Mrs. G and Mrs. S wouldn’t be able to stand seeing you get to me. You forgot that my peers would rush to my defense to protect me from you while I built a new door, stronger than before, to try to keep you out. And most of all, you forgot about Mrs. L. You forgot that she could come in and give one last push to get you out of my brain. You tried to make me believe that no one loves me. Now, you are being held out of my brain with not just me, but also with all of the people that showed me love while I tried to fight you.

Dear depression,

You are strong. You can conquer those who seem unconquerable.

But you will not rule me. I live with love, and nothing is more powerful than love.

Dear depression,

You are defeated.

You will not come back.

You are gone.