Indeed. I understood the doom and gloom. I thought about the world too much, and realized how truly terrible it can be.

But I kept thinking. I never stopped. I ruminated, I pondered, I processed, and I learned.

Since this post was written, I've conquered depression. I've seen the darkness, and I've seen the light, and beyond just light, I've seen more forces of nature. Gravity, magnetism, nuclear forces, and quantum forces. There is far more to this world than dark and light.

More to it than physics, and more to it than chemistry. There is far more than can ever be comprehended, unless I can prove that wrong as well. All these words are symbolic though. If dark is bad, and light is good, what is nuclear or gravitational, when talking about symbolism? An essay for another day.

But as for my conquering; I wrote a post: Assault on Chronic Depression.

That sort of title is something to strike fear into the very concept of depression itself.

I slayed the demon, and now I am free.