Please consider being more intelligent next time you decide to tell someone with depression that it doesn't exist. You're not the one who just held a knife to her wrist, just trying to imagine how someone could actually go through with such an act. I know I could not, thank God, ever injure myself. Yet toying with such ideas and understandings while depressed is scary beyond belief. The morbid thoughts that come with depression leave me to wonder what the difference is between someone like me who knows they won't act, and the so many others who have.
