Two years ago on the cusp of my 41st birthday my depression had convinced me that I didn’t want to be alive. I have so many people to thank for helping me out of that cavernous hole, but I’m also really grateful for that *something* inside me that didn’t give up. Even though all I wanted to do was give up. Last night I saw Beyoncé and Jay-Z in Paris, just a few days short of turning two years older and happier and more ecstatic than I have ever been about what it means to be alive. If your depression is lying to you right now, know that there is so much to see when that *something* inside you helps you open your eyes. ❤️💙
