For People with Depression - Light in the End of the Tunnel
People follow the light to the end of the tunnel, hoping that light isn't the last they'll see.
And those with depression, they live through it, and not alone. They feel alone, yet they know there are people with them, following them. People that are following them, like they're tour guides. That dark tunnel, it's not a wide cave they can just walk though. For them, it's thin, and the walls become thinner every second. The tunnel is full of traps, set up to make them fall, but even if they fall they have to get up. So they get up and keep on walking, because if they stop, every single person behind them with fall in the traps, and the floor with start crumbling behind them. Those people with depression, they walk through that tunnel, not for their own survival, but for others. If they STOP; if they DIE; the people following them, trusting them, will end up being stuck in that same tunnel, only the chances of them making it to the light is not favorable.
The floor is crumbling, so they'll have to run. Run for the rest of their lives; run until they reach the light. It can take years, and they'll have to keep running. Most will tire, most will stop. And it will all be because one person stopped walking. So people with depression are more important than anyone else. They hold it all together. They have to keep walking, for others. They have it hard, harder than most. And they can't stop, or rest. They have to keep going.